Welcome to GooseShit Fields, home of... well, a lot of geese.
After eviction from the glorious, consistent turf at WHS, playing on grass was a nice change. Yes, there was grass - more than at the billiard ball that is Trap Hagen. But it was under a good inch of goose poop.
Scott P didn't care. After putting in a triumphant match report last week, his five goals (all in the same corner of the goal) raised the bar for a White team who one by a handful at full time.
The Whites didn't have Doug in goal, but for a while they did have a Dog - a highly ineffective cut out of a canine designed to keep the geese away. The Blue team had a dog of its own - a tenacious bulldog named Keith who put in a fine performance with only a two-man defense back to help him.
With the White team leading by five, Blue midfield general Ed took it upon himself to rally the troops with a wonder goal solo effort. Any effect on morale was short-lived when, from the kick-off, Scott P did pretty much the same thing for the Whites.
Other honorable mentions go to Tom, who left with an injury for the second week running; Dr. Sal, who may have developed an allergy to the ball and should probably go see someone about it; Keeble who came close enough to win a game of horseshoes - but ended up with no goals; Jerry, the shortest man on the field who scored a header; and finally Mike McM, who was both sorely missed and just plain sore after his injuries last week.
FINAL SCORE: White 7 (or 8) Blue 2
Man-of-the-match: Scott P (White) -Strong and clinical with his finish.
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