Boundary Umpires versus Field Umpires
In what was billed to be... actually the game didn't actually get a billing. It was just a social soccer game between the field umpires and boundary umpires, with the field umpires kitted up in new shirts, each individually named. The field umpires, after a season of soccer practice looked to be the raging favourites, but many still were bearing the scars of their defeat to the boundaries two years ago. The boundaries came into the game with a big bench, many of whom were very young. But the young kids weren't to be disappointed, being given plenty of opportunities to get a few kicks throughout the game.
The game started with yours truly in goals. Possibly not the wisest move considering my general lack of co-ordination. Anyway, us boundaries, attacked early, to no avail. Then a shot, with a solid save by me, resulted in a corner, which preceded to miss - got caught on my wrong foot for it and wasn't in the ball park...
Their second goal came soon after, again, with me in goals.
Down 2-0 at half time, we had to step up. I got rid of the goalie gloves and passed them to somebody competent. And before we knew it I was having a wild strike from 30m only for it to ricochet back to me for a lame second attempt. One of the fieldies instinctively put his hand down to stop the ball, giving us a free kick just outside the box. The field umpires started swearing, and the freekick was turned into a penalty which was duly converted.
There was shear jubilation, as we can't say we were expecting to score too many goals.
The field umpires responded quickly, replying within the next couple of minutes.
From there it was down hill for the field umpires. We scored a second time, and then, we sent a third in from a corner which their goal keeper shovelled in for us. But alas, the lack of proper goals meant that the referee couldn't tell whether it went through. The referee asked around, before ordering the corner kick to be retaken. The resultant corner resulted in a shot at goal, which went about cross-bar height through. The story goes that one of the field umpires allowed the previous goal on the basis that it would not be a good look if his side won, having conned a goal off the ref. So the previous goal stood, giving the fields possession. With about 5-10 mins to play, there was talk of "5 minutes each way in extra time" "golden goal". Slack defence from the field umpires ended that talk quick smart, as none of their 5 strikers made it to the back half to defend.
With 2 minutes to play, we withstood a couple of corner kicks before the final whistle sounded. A solid 4-3 win for the boundaries!
The game started with yours truly in goals. Possibly not the wisest move considering my general lack of co-ordination. Anyway, us boundaries, attacked early, to no avail. Then a shot, with a solid save by me, resulted in a corner, which preceded to miss - got caught on my wrong foot for it and wasn't in the ball park...
Their second goal came soon after, again, with me in goals.
Down 2-0 at half time, we had to step up. I got rid of the goalie gloves and passed them to somebody competent. And before we knew it I was having a wild strike from 30m only for it to ricochet back to me for a lame second attempt. One of the fieldies instinctively put his hand down to stop the ball, giving us a free kick just outside the box. The field umpires started swearing, and the freekick was turned into a penalty which was duly converted.
There was shear jubilation, as we can't say we were expecting to score too many goals.
The field umpires responded quickly, replying within the next couple of minutes.
From there it was down hill for the field umpires. We scored a second time, and then, we sent a third in from a corner which their goal keeper shovelled in for us. But alas, the lack of proper goals meant that the referee couldn't tell whether it went through. The referee asked around, before ordering the corner kick to be retaken. The resultant corner resulted in a shot at goal, which went about cross-bar height through. The story goes that one of the field umpires allowed the previous goal on the basis that it would not be a good look if his side won, having conned a goal off the ref. So the previous goal stood, giving the fields possession. With about 5-10 mins to play, there was talk of "5 minutes each way in extra time" "golden goal". Slack defence from the field umpires ended that talk quick smart, as none of their 5 strikers made it to the back half to defend.
With 2 minutes to play, we withstood a couple of corner kicks before the final whistle sounded. A solid 4-3 win for the boundaries!
posted by BSJ-rom at 8:47 pm
4 Comments:
You would think after a solid season of watching AFL you maggots might actually want to play it. But no, you play soccer instead. This makes me think that perhaps the umpiring fraternity are secret agents sent in from FIFA in an attempt to destroy our indigenous game from the inside.
On a positive note at least the lesser of two evils won.
Well, we (the boundaries) wanted to play footy, cos that's what we had been playing all year. But the field umpires weren't having a bar of it, so we had to compromise.
Nice win!
'Shear' jubilation? Got a few sheep supporters then?
Fair call... I do apologise.
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