Bye, bye FBI

After the suspicious disappearance of the Woodbridge versus Knights match report from last week, it has been decided not to entrust the reporting process to Special Agents Dana Scully and Fox Mulder of the FBI any more. No attempt will be made to recover the report, as it was largely about alien abductions in any case with precious little reference to the game at all.

This week’s match report has been left in the much safer hands of Bill and Ben, from Flowerpot, and it goes a little something like this:
Blip blop little weeeeeed.
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Oh well, looks like it’s down to ol’ Muggins again… so here we go (‘ere we go, ‘ere we go…)

As luck would have it, a large proportion of the Woodbridge under16 squad travelled to Wellesley Park on Saturday for the second leg against South Hobart. A couple of them arrived hopefully at the Wentworth St stadium just down the road, thinking perhaps they would be playing in the Forestry Tasmania Premiere League… perhaps in a few years boys…

For some reason, yet again only 10 of the under 16 team seemed keen to take on South Hobart, and for the second time coach Dalles sought and received approval to field one of Woodbridge’s younger players. This time it was Dean’s younger brother Blake, who was absolutely awesome and played a level headed and skilful game. It was almost as if he had played with the under 16s before, as he read their play and passed the ball with astounding accuracy.

The game itself was the toughest so far; described as “intense” by the players and “exciting” by spectators. Forget last week’s backhanded compliment, this game was tougher by an order of magnitude.

I think it would be fairly safe to say that South Hobart dominated possession in the first half, and the fact that the score at half time was 0 – 0 is testament to some great defending by the Woodbridge boys and some absolutely outstanding goalkeeping by Aiden.

Possession in the second half was more even, and play bounced from one end to the other, as the teams seemed to take it in turn attacking each other’s goals. Woodbridge had quite a few chances, some of which South’s keeper collected and others which were off the post, too wide or to high. South, likewise, made numerous attempts on the Woodbridge goal with the same results.

The score remained at nil all until deep into the second half, when Jy managed to finally get the ball past the keeper and into the back of South’s net. South Hobart, having the luxury of a million substitutes (or thereabouts), responded by taking off a defender and popping another attacker on to the field. There may not have been long left on the clock, but the game was still up for grabs.

The last few minutes of the game were as full-on as the rest of the game had been, but no further goals were netted – leaving Woodbridge with a hard fought 1 – 0 win.