Our St Faiths side always seem to face teams that have one really electric kid. In St John's case, it was Charlie Fields. A couple of men on our team go to the same club as him, and they said he was really good.
That, indeed, was the case. He would skill all of our men out and then absolutely thwack the ball at our helpless goalie. He scored twice, and had an assist for their centre-forward to poke in.
Obviously, St Johns won, but we put up a fight at the other end of the pitch. Our only problem up front was that we couldn't get the ball into the goal. That is, except for once. Freddie took a 16 and passed it to me. I drove, and then as I was approaching St John's right winger, I passed it square to Edward on the left wing. He drove all the way into the D, effortlessly avoiding defenders as he went. He then pushed it to Sewelly, who tucked the ball into the goal all wrapped up behind the opponents goalkeeper. The final score was 2-1.
For the B's, however, the game was a completely different story. The St Faiths B's won 4-3, lust edging their opponents. It could have been, 3-2, however, because 2 of the goals were amazingly fluky. The first one, which we scored, had Luke pushing the ball towards the goal in a terrible attempt of a cross. The St Johns goalie ran out to boot the ball away, only to slip, allowing the ball to harmlessly roll across the goal-line. It was so slow I don't think it even touched the back of the goal. The second one, at the other end of the pitch, was a decent shot from a St Johns player. Our GK, Tom, dived to get it but missed. Fortunately, the ball hit the post. Unfortunately, the ball deflected off Tom's back and rolled on in. At least the B's still won.
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