It was the Thursday night footie and Bigman was making a guest appearance to boost the numbers. As it turned out there were eleven players and so Captain Duracell selected the sides with him and the Bigman making up the bulk (literally) of the five man side. After 30 mins, one could be forgiven for thinking Berti Vogts was back in Scotland in charge of a five a side footie team.
The side of five were getting a pasting! And then, there was a penalty and the Duracell realised 'they are handing, the ball, to me' to steal the lyrics from a famous song.With all the guile and poise of a Wolverhampton striker, he sent the keeper the wrong way leaving a wide open goal. In keeping with true Scotland fashion he slammed the ball over the bar!
But this was a moment that changed the game. You could be forgiven to think the boys went on the loose 20 - 0. Mais non! It all game together. The team were inspired by Captain duracell and went on to score 11 without reply, winning by three goals.
Needless to say the other side were devastated.
The Duracell is staying in tonight. Just maybe George will give him a call for the Macedonia game tomorrow.
Friday, 4 September 2009
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