Can you spot the difference between these two pictures? If not, you haven't worn a blue shirt and tried to latch on to a through ball recently...
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Spot The Difference Contest
Can you spot the difference between these two pictures? If not, you haven't worn a blue shirt and tried to latch on to a through ball recently...
Sunday, May 25, 2008
MATCH DAY 6/1
Next Sunday's game will either be at Waldwick High at 8:30 (early start - we have to be off the field by 10:30) or at Ramsey High if neither we, nor Ramsey, can field two full-strength teams and we will combine.
This is, as of now, the last game time to be affected and from now on all games will be 9-11am at Waldwick High.
If you are reading this, and WILL be available for the game next Sunday, please add a comment saying so. It will help us keep track (we hope - this is something of an experiment.)
This is, as of now, the last game time to be affected and from now on all games will be 9-11am at Waldwick High.
If you are reading this, and WILL be available for the game next Sunday, please add a comment saying so. It will help us keep track (we hope - this is something of an experiment.)
MATCH REPORT: 5/25
Pre-Memorial Day match report? Or Memorial to the once-mighty Waldwick Senior Soccer Association? You decide.
With expectations high for a good turn-out in glorious sunshine and low humidity, it was the same familiar faces making up the 6-a-side-lacrosse-goals session this Sunday, leaving many fans and players asking: "Why?"
"This is bullshit," said* Keith Hockenbeck. "What more do people want? Beer and strippers? Where is everyone?"
The sentiment was mirrored in the confused faces of the 10 regulars who showed up expecting more (plus Frank's doctor and some other guy who was recruited from the running track.)
The game itself was played at second gear pace at best. The blue team dominated with counter-attacks as the white team huffed and puffed but couldn't get the job done. Frank's doctor managed to pull a muscle with his first touch ("Someone call a doc... oh, wait...) and the injury appeared to affect his hearing and reflexes as he seemed unable to understand/resist the temptation to pick the ball up when placed in goal. He also couldn't produce a note explaining Frank's absence, meaning he was probably fishing down the shore.
Scott Rosner was at the heart of every blue attack, but as the game wore on every blue player got involved. Keith, often sweeping from end to end, scored the most memorable goal of the game when his first attempt bounced post-to-post hockey style before bouncing back to him for a tidy finish. His final tally was at least two, two more than he's ever scored in a full-sided game in 47 years of playing the beautiful game.
Meanwhile the whites refused to tidy up their game with loose passing (Keeble a culprit), a lack of hustle in the final third (again!) and a continued belief that a shot on goal has to be hit as hard as possible with as much finesse as a tackle from John Gilchrist. The blue goal was under-threat a lot less from the white shots than the joggers and low-flying aircraft.
The heat took its toll, even on a shortened pitch, and when the cries of "next goal wins" went up, the blues scored it through their on-loan jogger/winger Carlos. The white team applauded the game had ended, regardless of the result.
FINAL SCORE Blues 9 White 5 (Blues also taking the scorer-takes-all golden goal)
* "said" is used ambiguously. He didn't "say" it so much as "probably thought it."
With expectations high for a good turn-out in glorious sunshine and low humidity, it was the same familiar faces making up the 6-a-side-lacrosse-goals session this Sunday, leaving many fans and players asking: "Why?"
"This is bullshit," said* Keith Hockenbeck. "What more do people want? Beer and strippers? Where is everyone?"
The sentiment was mirrored in the confused faces of the 10 regulars who showed up expecting more (plus Frank's doctor and some other guy who was recruited from the running track.)
The game itself was played at second gear pace at best. The blue team dominated with counter-attacks as the white team huffed and puffed but couldn't get the job done. Frank's doctor managed to pull a muscle with his first touch ("Someone call a doc... oh, wait...) and the injury appeared to affect his hearing and reflexes as he seemed unable to understand/resist the temptation to pick the ball up when placed in goal. He also couldn't produce a note explaining Frank's absence, meaning he was probably fishing down the shore.
Scott Rosner was at the heart of every blue attack, but as the game wore on every blue player got involved. Keith, often sweeping from end to end, scored the most memorable goal of the game when his first attempt bounced post-to-post hockey style before bouncing back to him for a tidy finish. His final tally was at least two, two more than he's ever scored in a full-sided game in 47 years of playing the beautiful game.
Meanwhile the whites refused to tidy up their game with loose passing (Keeble a culprit), a lack of hustle in the final third (again!) and a continued belief that a shot on goal has to be hit as hard as possible with as much finesse as a tackle from John Gilchrist. The blue goal was under-threat a lot less from the white shots than the joggers and low-flying aircraft.
The heat took its toll, even on a shortened pitch, and when the cries of "next goal wins" went up, the blues scored it through their on-loan jogger/winger Carlos. The white team applauded the game had ended, regardless of the result.
FINAL SCORE Blues 9 White 5 (Blues also taking the scorer-takes-all golden goal)
* "said" is used ambiguously. He didn't "say" it so much as "probably thought it."
Friday, May 23, 2008
BREAKING NEWS! Howard! Duck!
Howard Post (the guy who wore those sports glasses at Trap that time and cut his nose) is promising to return to action this Sunday after a lengthy lay-off (not nose-injury related.) For those of you yet to meet him, on the field he has some talent and will "fit right in" with the rest of us.
Monday, May 19, 2008
MATCH DAY 5/25
WSS returns to Waldwick High's turf this Sunday at 9am. Joe has suggested the possibility of playing on Monday too. Will post more info as/if it is received.
MATCH DAY REPORT: 5/18
(Adam Keeble was unavailable for this match due to self-inflicted injury involving pizza and Coors Light. Keith Hockenbeck therefore graces the blog in a manner similar to that which he graces the field - smooth, non-nonsense, and with a lack of respect towards Frank.)
No drama, no blood drawn, no physical or obvious mental injuries to report.
Enjoyable 6v6 game under sunny skies on the short field with the sweet aroma of 2-day old mown grass in the air. A new phenomona: Spectators! A league game on the large field was in progress as we filed 2 by 2 onto our smaller pitch. These spectators, too old to play alongside the league players but old enough to identify with the Waldwick Senior Soccer Association, were anxiously dribbling and passing a ball amongst themselves on our sidelines hoping to be called into action but alas, we denied them the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to join in. We greedily guarded our field & game *.
It was a high scoring game, fairly even, I lost count of the goals after 8 or so. Notible was a hat trick by Mark Miller ** and several missed scoring opportunites by Vince who seemed to have gathered some rust over the past few weeks. Frank brought along a guest player who was, aptly, his doctor. Fortunately, and as earlier reported, no need for his services were required.
* "You don't pay, you don't play. That's the rule, gramps."
** THE Mark Miller?
No drama, no blood drawn, no physical or obvious mental injuries to report.
Enjoyable 6v6 game under sunny skies on the short field with the sweet aroma of 2-day old mown grass in the air. A new phenomona: Spectators! A league game on the large field was in progress as we filed 2 by 2 onto our smaller pitch. These spectators, too old to play alongside the league players but old enough to identify with the Waldwick Senior Soccer Association, were anxiously dribbling and passing a ball amongst themselves on our sidelines hoping to be called into action but alas, we denied them the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to join in. We greedily guarded our field & game *.
It was a high scoring game, fairly even, I lost count of the goals after 8 or so. Notible was a hat trick by Mark Miller ** and several missed scoring opportunites by Vince who seemed to have gathered some rust over the past few weeks. Frank brought along a guest player who was, aptly, his doctor. Fortunately, and as earlier reported, no need for his services were required.
* "You don't pay, you don't play. That's the rule, gramps."
** THE Mark Miller?
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