10 Feb 2005 - Girvan Gazetta (The home of silky samba soccer) - v Dalry Thistle
"Gladiators prove it really is a game of two halves!"
The Dalry boneshaker rumbled into port for this clash with the "Seasiders".
With post match flight deadlines being tight for some "The management" team were looking for a comfortable lead so they could exit stage left pretty sharpish.
However the players decided that was not quite the game plan they had in mind (What a bunch of twisted, sick, seagull chasin male members of unknown parentage these so called seasiders can be.)
Remember folks this is a totally unbiased report and anyone who viewed the match would surely agree with this statement as the two halves were like night and day. The pre match warm up went as planned with the usual humour and wit being supplied by the team's very own double act of Love gang G and Mad M (You can work the rest out for yourself readers).
Coach Shadow being so in touch with his humorous inner self and worldwide known for his love of sharp wit and leg pulling nearly split his sides laughing NOT!!!. After chasing G half way round the pitch advising him on possible anatomy rearrangement normal vision was resumed. A full squad - all systems firing. Gladiators are go!
The game started with both teams showing some nice touches and good football. The Girvan defenders in particular playing like a Dutch back four from World Cups of yester year. The midfield was busy and we played some good possession football. Maybole Ian and new arrival Clicks presented an early showing that looked promising. After some early pressure Clicks bagged his first for Girvan with a well finished off move. He then turned provider as he set up Ian after some excellent individual play.
2-0 up and settling into a nice game pattern, everything going to plan, Oh what a lovely day!! Porridge was up for the game and M and M Mcginn and Hi Ho Rosco both were in the silky soccer groove. Big Isle of White Raymond came close with a header from a Hi Ho corner and all was rosy in the Girvan garden. Senore Lopez was in good form and could have had a wee siesta for most of the first half.
Half time 2-0 Girvan
When the second half eventually started someone forgot to tell the flock of seagulls, sorry "The Seasiders" to stop squackin and flappin and play some soccer. Switched off is an under statement. Shadow was in such disbelief he contemplated thoughtfully (in between frothing fits) the possibility that there is life out there and it had abducted the Girvanites and replaced them with the chorus line from the Gaiety Whirl!
Things got worse as the Girvan girls decided to take 5 during the game and allowed the big number 8 to sclaf a horrible shot that rolled forever into the Girvan pokey from at least 20 yards. Johnny L was having a siesta -so were the rest of the usually vigilant Gladiator vanguard. Wakey Wakey ladies!!!
This seemed to have the effect of a cardiac crash unit and the Girvan Chorus line got itself back in step (Clear is a right good word that doctors use when using this equipment. It should also be tattooed on all defenders foreheads.)
It turned into an end-to-end game with both teams creating chances. Darren, the coloured (were not allowed to say black anymore) sheep from last week, returned to the fold to replace Midfielder Bell (No longer to be known as nearly) who split one of his hoofs in a tackle. Young Gun Darren was unlucky not to score and showed a great appetite for the game. M and M McGinn possibly had one of the best chances to finish off the game but slashed at it like one of Captain Hook's pirate mates and it sailed harmlessly into the sunset over Girvan harbour. Maybe we should rename him Martin Pan!!
Meanwhile back at Prestwick airport the big metal bird is getting all revved up to head for the Emerald Isle and but is a few inmates short at the moment because they are still AT THE GIRVAN GAME.
The referee till this point has had a reasonable stab at arbitrating the chasing and kicking of the soccer sphere but, and there always is a but, with these clones of Darth Vadar he decides to play an extra 6 minutes. For what I ask you (It has been whispered that the comedy double act thought that it would be a great gag for the management team to miss the flight and bunged him a few readies to keep the game going, also gave Love gang G a few more playing minutes! But this is I believe only gossip and speculation).
Final whistle at last a good victory, if not a pretty one. Into fourth position and everything to play for. Let's keep the ball rollin with some movin and shakin!
P.S. We made the flight and had time for a beer.
Happy Days!
With post match flight deadlines being tight for some "The management" team were looking for a comfortable lead so they could exit stage left pretty sharpish.
However the players decided that was not quite the game plan they had in mind (What a bunch of twisted, sick, seagull chasin male members of unknown parentage these so called seasiders can be.)
Remember folks this is a totally unbiased report and anyone who viewed the match would surely agree with this statement as the two halves were like night and day. The pre match warm up went as planned with the usual humour and wit being supplied by the team's very own double act of Love gang G and Mad M (You can work the rest out for yourself readers).
Coach Shadow being so in touch with his humorous inner self and worldwide known for his love of sharp wit and leg pulling nearly split his sides laughing NOT!!!. After chasing G half way round the pitch advising him on possible anatomy rearrangement normal vision was resumed. A full squad - all systems firing. Gladiators are go!
The game started with both teams showing some nice touches and good football. The Girvan defenders in particular playing like a Dutch back four from World Cups of yester year. The midfield was busy and we played some good possession football. Maybole Ian and new arrival Clicks presented an early showing that looked promising. After some early pressure Clicks bagged his first for Girvan with a well finished off move. He then turned provider as he set up Ian after some excellent individual play.
2-0 up and settling into a nice game pattern, everything going to plan, Oh what a lovely day!! Porridge was up for the game and M and M Mcginn and Hi Ho Rosco both were in the silky soccer groove. Big Isle of White Raymond came close with a header from a Hi Ho corner and all was rosy in the Girvan garden. Senore Lopez was in good form and could have had a wee siesta for most of the first half.
Half time 2-0 Girvan
When the second half eventually started someone forgot to tell the flock of seagulls, sorry "The Seasiders" to stop squackin and flappin and play some soccer. Switched off is an under statement. Shadow was in such disbelief he contemplated thoughtfully (in between frothing fits) the possibility that there is life out there and it had abducted the Girvanites and replaced them with the chorus line from the Gaiety Whirl!
Things got worse as the Girvan girls decided to take 5 during the game and allowed the big number 8 to sclaf a horrible shot that rolled forever into the Girvan pokey from at least 20 yards. Johnny L was having a siesta -so were the rest of the usually vigilant Gladiator vanguard. Wakey Wakey ladies!!!
This seemed to have the effect of a cardiac crash unit and the Girvan Chorus line got itself back in step (Clear is a right good word that doctors use when using this equipment. It should also be tattooed on all defenders foreheads.)
It turned into an end-to-end game with both teams creating chances. Darren, the coloured (were not allowed to say black anymore) sheep from last week, returned to the fold to replace Midfielder Bell (No longer to be known as nearly) who split one of his hoofs in a tackle. Young Gun Darren was unlucky not to score and showed a great appetite for the game. M and M McGinn possibly had one of the best chances to finish off the game but slashed at it like one of Captain Hook's pirate mates and it sailed harmlessly into the sunset over Girvan harbour. Maybe we should rename him Martin Pan!!
Meanwhile back at Prestwick airport the big metal bird is getting all revved up to head for the Emerald Isle and but is a few inmates short at the moment because they are still AT THE GIRVAN GAME.
The referee till this point has had a reasonable stab at arbitrating the chasing and kicking of the soccer sphere but, and there always is a but, with these clones of Darth Vadar he decides to play an extra 6 minutes. For what I ask you (It has been whispered that the comedy double act thought that it would be a great gag for the management team to miss the flight and bunged him a few readies to keep the game going, also gave Love gang G a few more playing minutes! But this is I believe only gossip and speculation).
Final whistle at last a good victory, if not a pretty one. Into fourth position and everything to play for. Let's keep the ball rollin with some movin and shakin!
P.S. We made the flight and had time for a beer.
Happy Days!