Today's game with the Eagles was a bit of a massacre. We played a team that statistics inferred that we'd have a good chance against, but we were pretty mediocre. They had only a couple subs, but a combination of their ball skill, smart play, and ability to beat our men, as well as our lack of the aforementioned left us disappointed in the end. The score was 7-4.
Personally, I could not shoot on target to save my life. Four fairly good chances came and went, including on in the last second that involved my setting myself up for a volley a second before time. The kick was going to be a second late if it came. I held back, in spite of frustration.
And off course, this was the first game in half a year that my parents came to watch.
I did almost get a diving header off, though. I was inches away. It would have been really nice, I think, but it was not to be.
There's not much else to say about that, I tried pretty hard and failed pretty hard, with my team. If only they were not as hasty as they are in a rush to power, we really need to work on the basics. Controlling, conditioning, and jockeying, specifically... All of that 'easy' stuff.
Personally, I could not shoot on target to save my life. Four fairly good chances came and went, including on in the last second that involved my setting myself up for a volley a second before time. The kick was going to be a second late if it came. I held back, in spite of frustration.
And off course, this was the first game in half a year that my parents came to watch.
I did almost get a diving header off, though. I was inches away. It would have been really nice, I think, but it was not to be.
There's not much else to say about that, I tried pretty hard and failed pretty hard, with my team. If only they were not as hasty as they are in a rush to power, we really need to work on the basics. Controlling, conditioning, and jockeying, specifically... All of that 'easy' stuff.
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