A good Weekend all round
My office heating has broke, so i’m freezing right now. Because my fingers are numb, the majority of my text has required some serious spell checking, so appoligies if i miss one. It’s Monday, or as I like to refer to it: An average Joe talks about how good the football was at the weekend.
Enjoyed the weekend a lot. My beloved Bolton Wanderers won their game on Saturday, with Jussi Jaaskelainen now a serious contender for goalkeeper of the year. The match was good, and I felt (mildly) sorry for Hull City, but it’s entirely fair to say that Giovanni met his match. The saves Jussi pulled off were out of this world, but his whole game presence was phenomenal. He always knows when to come for the ball, and isn’t scared to jump at someone’s feet. Great keeper.
The Manchester United versus Arsenal game was the best of the season so far. Proper end-to-end stuff, with action all over the place, and you would have bet your house on Ronaldo scoring a goal from two yards out, but he’s just not completely back on form yet. Last seasons Ronaldo would have buried it without a flinch. I’m don’t really care much for either team, so as a neutral veering slightly towards Aresenal, I was happy.
Newcastle are in trouble. Losing again on Sunday is not what the fans want to see, but it happened, and I’m really starting to believe their going down this season. However, the league is a bit unpredictable this year, just two weeks ago Bolton were bottom, now were 11th so its really, if you’ll pardon the pun, open season.
I’m playing football tonight: A bit of five-a-side action. Played last week as well, and still have the cuts and bruises too prove it (it’s apparently a friendly kick about, but it never is). Hopefully this week, I’ll score more, as I scored only a couple of times last week, and they both were entirely average goals. The first goal was a total miss-kick that I scuffed into the bottom corner, and the other one was a one-step penalty for a hand ball in the semi-circle. I actually rather spectacularly miss-hit that one too, but somehow the ball skimmed its way through the keepers legs. Fluke.
It was amazingly cold last week too, so I’m currently debating whether to wear shorts or trousers, it’s a tough call as its outdoors, and as anyone who plays football knows when a ball is smacked off of your freezing cold thigh, its one of the suckiest pains you can have – not to mention the fact that you have to instantly man-up, even though your crying inside.
I used to plan how I was going to play when I was young. I’d say to myself that “I’m going to score in the top corner on the right-hand side of the net”, and then throughout the game, I’d have that aim in my head. Tonight, as I’m older and wiser?, I’m going to aim to not get smacked on the thigh if I can help it, come away with less bruise this week, and maybe not scuff the ball badly each time I get a chance.
