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Scratch It, Hatchet and Thatch It!

It's been a long time since we had regular match reports appear here. The main reason has been my ongoing proclivity to injury and inherent unavailability for Mondays. A couple of games recently would appear to have banished this ghost to the back seat of my tour bus, so I hope to be more fruitful in providing a commentary, especially now that I have little else to do.

Since my enforced premature and somewhat futile retirement, it is unfortunate that no one has stepped up to fulfil the role but the reasons are many. 

Ron Manager has taken to jogging as a way of walking the dog and is continually worried that he might get injured. He will be fine as long as he picks Marty on the same team. 

Sean Nolan has had a double hip replacement and has taken to a life of leisure (or his bed) but is fostering ambitions of winning the Cregagh Golf  Cup when he gets back to swinging.

Together with a couple of more long term absences, several new players have been introduced and it would be remiss of me not to provide a player profile for those new faces.

Paddy, the Fermanagh Man, who talks a lot but nobody can understand what he says; Derek, a Leeds man, so first on the teamsheet; Sarge, good in the air with the follicles to prove it; Deccy, good on the floor where he spends most of his time; Micky who might be a worthy replacement for Culchie but the fucker keeps coming back. Then there are the The Vietnamese contingent - younger, fitter and generally better so nobody will pass to them. Therefore when Trung get the ball he shoves it up his jumper, Billy takes a knife and fork to it, Jack looks for Trung and Alex shields the ball like it is unexploded ordinance. We could learn from them all.

Last night's game was relatively uneventful. I was concentrating on not getting kicked so missed a lot of the action, Kev's Thatchers ran out worthy winners with the evening's outstanding performance coming from Mark "Cavan" who could do no wrong. A goal direct from the corner was the least he deserved. The glass boot is a formality.

It is worth mentioning that we have a couple of other games in the coming weeks. Love Street Charity Cup on Sunday 23rd sees the return of the game with Orangefield when we will be fundraising for Marie Curie. There will be food , drinks and a raffle afterwards in the Big House. Please turn up and donate even if you don't make the team. This is a game we must win in memory of our fallen former team mates so a strong team will represent us. If you can't make it on the day, I will post a justgiving page where you can donate. This will also be an opportunity for you to donate to the Ulidia Belfast Marathon relay team (Davy, Kevin, Ron, John and me) who will be running to raise more funds for Marie Curie. That will definitely be a test for my ailments.

Football for All.