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On a very very very very windy Saturday, the 2nds had to play against a team that is playing for the top of the league and that wanted to get revenge from the first game against the Boys in green (4-1) : Gecko !
Here was the starting line-up for this big game : Tonio was back in goal after a freelance work from Gabe last Saturday. As some defenders were missing, Julian was put at his favorite right back position. The central defense was 65 years old, as it was made up of Hadri and Ryan. Our spy Clement was positioned as left back, but all know it was a clone, as the real Clement was in mission in Venezuela to assassinate the president Nicolás Maduro. In the midfield, we had the classic young French connection with Baguette and Brioche. On the wings, we had the two Germans Gabe and Benji (don’t want to say which one was on the right side. I don’t want to get into troubles). The PPOP was our attacking midfielder and Lolo was finishing the starting 11 as a striker (it’s the only thing he will finish in this game).
The game started strong for the Boys in Green, with a lot of pressure on the opponent. After a few missed occasions, Benji got the ball into the box and hit it without thinking –> Post, goal ! 1-0 for the 2nds. FC Irlande took some confidence from this goal and created some beautiful actions, until the 2-0, when Benji played a ball to Lolo who missed his shot. But that shot turned into an assist for Gabe who acted like a “renard des surfaces” (yeah sorry for the non French speaking guys. Not sorry).
So, 2-0 at halftime ! It was looking good for the Boys in Green. The second half turned into a insane horror movie, where lots of killing tackles were made by Gecko. Clement even got a yellow card for complaining to the referee after an horrendous tackle. This event is as rare as Danny presences at trainings – once a season. The game even ended with a fight in the last minutes, Booba being at the base of it as usual, who needs his weekly intense moment (just joking Kévin, please don’t hit me).
Despite a conceded goal in second half, the 2nds managed to grab the 3 points and total up an historic amount of 38 points ! Forza Irlande !
This victory was dedicated to T-Lion’s baby and our Belgian Jürgen Klopp, with his beautiful brand new Liverpool jacket, also famous under the nickname “The Toffees” (no ?)
On a windy and cold Saturday, the boys in green defeated the Greek team Hellas 1-3.
Line Up : Gabriel (aka Oliver Kahn with less hair) in goal; defense composed by Hadrien, T-Lion, Nate and Clement; in defensive midfield the electric duo Booba and Neil; as number 10 our Catalan Petit Bonhomme; Mike and Lolo my love as winger (I love you too); Amadou as striker.
The game started with bad news for all Dutch fans (meaning one on that day) as Mike got injured after 1min30 (during this period, he managed to have 100% accuracy and 1 vote for MOTM, best ratio in all history of FC Irlande). Some would say he sacrificed himself to let enter the future MOTM Benji Cristiano Junior, other would say he just wanted to spend quality time with his girlfriend on the bench.
The 1st half was difficult to analyze : Hellas was playing in an unorthodox 4-1-5 with strikers eager to score but as lazy as Belgians finding a new Government to defend (don’t need to tell the nationality of the author anymore). They had multiple opportunities to score but our one-day keeper was as impassable as the Berlin Wall (Easiest. Joke. Ever). After some unexplainable whistles from the ref for offside that even Gilbert Montagné could see it was onside (10% of the team is gonna get the joke), Benji Cristiano Junior manage to score the 1-0. Amadou got the ball 30 meters from the goal and started to run like black Haaland and nobody could follow (this is going too far now. I would also say Haaland is the white Amadou). As an unselfish player, he passed the ball to Benji and Julian who had time to exchange some courtesy before the first named shot from his left foot : 0-1 FC Irlande at half time.
The 2nd half started like the 1st one but this time Hellas managed to equalize on a free kick : Gabi who used to behave like the Berlin Wall suddenly looked like a 9 November 1989 (some History fellows) : the shot that even my sister could have saved unexpectedly ended up in the goal after going through Gabi’s legs. Without this little incident, Gabi would have undoubtedly applied for MOTM. 1-1.
The boys in green didn’t lose confidence as they wanted to reach their season purpose: more than 33 points and more than 40 goals. To do so, Benji Cristiano Junior decided to give the favor back to Amadou with a superb pass. The king of Wakanda, on his left foot, decided to cross the ball for nobody in the box but somehow, managed to chip the ball over the keeper – a chip that even Messi after his goal vs Betis would be jealous. 1-2.
For the last goal, the boys in green decided to play real football with a PlayStation action : Nate to Brioche to Hadrien to Neil to Amadou To …. Benji with the lovely one touch goal and a fake CR7 celebration. Game over; 1-3 for the Irishs.
The Greeks went back drinking ouzo to forget this amazing duo (and breaking plates after dinner) :
Amadou : 1goal, 2 assists
Benji : 2 goals, 1 assist
A feisty mid-table clash against the almighty British saw the 2nd team battle to a well-deserved point in Mechelen, courtesy of an overtime death strike from Lolo. Both teams were probably happy to come away with a point apiece in the end, but the happiest man in the ground was notorious hooligan Julian who served out the final match of his suspension on the terraces with our cheering squad from Ladies III and Lolo’s bit on the side.
As is the true essence of Flanders, the boys knew to expect an agricultural game of football from their opponent and it was clear from the first whistle that the Brits would be reliant on long balls up to Peter Crouch leading their line. To combat this, the 2nds rolled out the same back four of NRTH – our answer to Barca’s MSN – for a record-smashing run of two consecutive matches.
Straight after kick off, we all telepathically decided that playing the game from 0-0 was not challenging enough for a team of our ability. Not wanting to invite a match-fixing probe, we stopped one short of walking the ball into our own net and instead let Crouchy do it, allowing the beanpole striker to flick on a header unchallenged and stroke the return square ball past a “helpless” Matteo in goal. It was such a convincing performance from us that to everybody else it looked like a genuine, sloppy gift of a goal – bravo lads. Now that we had a proper challenge it was game on!
Thankfully Irlande did wake up after the early setback and we went in search of a response, though FC British pressed high and hard in midfield and wouldn’t allow the central trio of Booba, Neil and Dastan any time or space on the ball. Irlande’s most threatening moments of the first half came when shifting the ball quickly from flank to flank, creating space for wingers Mike and Clement to attack in behind. Neither side created much more than the odd half chance in the opening 35, but Irlande had the best of it and should have gone in level. Coach Jan assured us all of a happy ending if we kept up the pressure and played our game.
The second half saw the introduction of Mathias Neelen, who was finally freed from the shackles of playing goalkeeper/left-back and unleashed in his coveted number 10 role. Whether it was his new-found creative license, the feel of Flemish soil underfoot, or simply an enormous amount of untapped talent, Neelen injected some much need impetus into the greens’ play. Irlande carved out some great chances, the pick of the bunch was a reverse lob from Lolo which the wrong-footed FC British goalkeeper somehow managed to claw over the bar.
His opposite number, Matteo pulled off a vital one-on-one save of his own to deny a second goal and keep the greens in the game. The ref waved away a strong penalty shout after Mike jinked into the area from the left and time was starting to slip away. The Brits had resorted to cynical tactics by that point, trying to get under our skin and into our heads, literally booting Booba in the head which the ref was again happy to wave away. Fortunately for us Booba remained cool as a cucumber.
Then, staring down the barrel of defeat with seconds on the clock, the referee eventually awarded us a free kick in prime Pablo Hernandez territory. Step forth Lolo Blanco, who rifled an absolute thunder bastard top bins sparking wild celebrations. A glorious moment in an inglorious game of football, but justice was served. Man (or Moment) of the Match went to Lolo (moment is definitely more accurate) and Jon delivered on his promise of a happy ending for all.
On a new year team event day, we had to play against Tourinnois who were 2nd in the ranking. A good opportunity for us to grab 3 points.
Big disappointment with the draw for FC Irlande but it doesn’t matter we’ll forget it tonight with a big party.
Nothing quite like a derby day to get your juices flowing! Unfortunately for the boys in green things did not quite go to plan..
On a rather dubious looking football pitch the game started slowly with some very sloppy passing from both sides.. Irlande were trying to keep the ball to play their football but unfortunately kept giving it away very cheaply and letting the Brits set up some very threatening counter attacks. After some more inaccurate passes the ball was kicked towards the Irlande defense, who fumbled the ball around more than a blind prostitute, leading to the ball breaking to a Brit who enjoyed the simple task of passing the ball across the 6 yard area for a tap in for his teammate
The boys struggled to get any rythme in their passing game and created sparse half chances barely testing the opposition goalkeeper whilst at the same time relying on prayer and a heroic performance from the Spanish inquisition in goal to keep the opposition at bay.
Half-time saw our Danish sea captain Dastan come on in place of the Portuguese seman Luis and also a change in dynamic of the football. With the opponent retreating into their shells Irlande finally managed to put in some pressure by getting some lovely passing moves going. The half-chances just kept coming but that elusive last pass was missing a lot of the time. Many tested the keeper but he proved to be very capable and when he wasn’t the opposition was aided by the woodwork as Mike headed against the crossbar after a “ghost” corner was awarded.
Irlande piled on the pressure but inevitably ran out of time which left the Brits feeling relieved as a few more minutes would have seen their defense breached harder than Luis’s black hole in the Maltese sea.
It was a disappointing result but the positives can be taken from the fantastic reaction in the second half and the performance of the returning Antonio who deservedly won MOTM after many fantastic saves and winning all 3 of his one-on-ones.
Fc irlande 2 off to an unfortunate start in 2020 against Vollenback.
With a great ambition to equalize and/or beat the 8-game unbeaten streak in the first half of the season, the men in green rode into combat at their home pitch in Nossegem. The opponent: Vollenback, a team that was proven, although unimpressive, stronger in the first game (I read “first” without the “r” on the first time).
Playing in front of a packed home crowd the men in green found themselves unconcentrated in the opening minutes and so saw themselves already down 1-0 on a long ball surpassing petit bonhomme Julian in the first minute. Talking about record breaking performance in the negative sense..
After this rough wake up call the men in green started putting serious pressure on the opponent, slowly but surely dominating the game on the midfield and consistently connecting with the beast Amadou who gave the opportunity to put an even higher presence. This progressive play resulted in some chances and eventually led to the well deserved 1-1 by Lolo, broken lose by an excellent through ball by Bouba (Bouba is the small animated bear, Booba is the rapper. Which one did you refer to ?).
With a hunger for more comparable to a young man hitting puberty first discovering online porn, the game continued in similar fashion with continuous dominant presence of the men in green. It only took a through ball by Vollenback where outstanding goalkeeper Mathias Neelen saw himself in a near one-to-one situation to intervene outside of the box with a handball, in an attempt to prevent the 2-1. The referee did not see another option to send off Mathias Neelen with a red car (damn that must have hurt). Right winger Gabi took the noble task upon himself to replace Mathias Neelen as goalkeeper, showing in some instances even some potential. The game was still very much alive with continuous pressure on the defense of Vollenback, it was a game where anyone could have taken away the victory.
In the end it was FC Irlande who saw themselves on the unfortunate side of the stick when birthday boy Alex took out one of the attackers of Vollenback in the box. Whether the decision of the referee was questionable, we’ll leave it to the VAR and the pundits. Fact was that Gabi could have reached star status and eternal access to C12 by stopping the penalty. It however became the anti climax and Gabi didn’t succeed to use his Jedi mind tricks to persuade Vollenback to f*ck up (the fact that i told Ale off for his swear words visibly worked). 2-1 Vollenback.
With only a handfull of minutes on the clock and desperation hitting critical levels, trainer John-Simon’s tactical mindset went for something even the greatest of trainers of all time had failed to have thought about. The blitzkrieg of football tactics. The all-or-nothing 8-1-1 type of tactic.
Unfortunately much as Germany against Russia, the blitzkrieg for FC Irlande was ineffective against Vollenback and the war was lost.. the 3-1 fell after unsuccessful clearance in the back.
Lessons learnt and off to the next game.
Saturday 14th December 2019, a date to be remembered in the future, not football-wise speaking (unluckily, very unluckily!), but for one of the best performances of the history of the Seconds in terms of partying and showing the best (the most filthy and sexy behaviors) of their selves during the legendary Christmas party of FC Irlande. Personally, I wasn’t there, but the amount of comments and pictures I received make myself proud to be part of the group of Pirates! Well done boys, outstanding as always!
But let’s comeback to what’s happened on the pitch that day. On a windy and rainy day like in the perfect Irish weather conditions the Boys in green faced the tough and well-known fighting-spirit team of Union Schaerbeek. Nossegem showed the best of itself with a heavy terrain, the wind that cuts your wrinkles and a fucking (watch your words Ale, we are not in Italy) diagonally-dropping rain (impossible to avoid for the people in the bench!), all this was the introduction for a hard day for the Schaerbeek people.
The formation was: Matteo (thanks for helping, from the Fourths), defense (from right to left): Hadri, T-Lion, Ryan and Julian; Mid with: in the center the two Pitbull’s Mat Gineste and Timmy (thanks Timmy for delighting us with your last match for FC Irlande, mucha suerte in Mexico!), on the left a pumped Benji and on the right Young Blood Lolo, Luisito as number 10 and Amadou as our striker. On the bench: Coaches Johnny and Dast, Alex G, Ale fighting against the cold and rain (even if probably Giovanni was barely using a jacket)!
The Guys in green showed all the determination they had pressing Schaerbeek already from the beginning of the match. The ball-control was in our hands (as we like it and we do it frequently!) but the opponents were always awake creating randomly dangerous situations. In the second minute a high ball deflected by the wind arrived in between T-Lion and Ryan in a dangerous position, Matteo kicked it out. On the continuing action, Amadou made a great run, but he is totally stopped by a foul in the penalty box of Union Schaerbeek, only the ref could not see it, pity for us!
Our Jordi Julian was in a great shape and saved the boys in green 2 times in two 1 vs 1 occasions on the side in which with his speed he could recover the position gained by the wing of Schaerbeek (they were long passes from the midfield), great stuff so far!
The match was quite balanced only because of singles random events of Union Schaerbeek, but if there was a Team deserving to be up that was for sure FC Irlande! (these are the possible words of Pierone Nazionale, guarding from the tribunes, or at least we wish!).
At minute 10 Luis made a great cross, unluckily Benji’s control was not perfect, but this showed that the connection between these guys was hot like when they are on a dancefloor during a wild night in Brussels. Two minutes later Julian felt on his shoulder, all the bench stood up, but the fighter from Catalunya could go on with the battle, a rock!
Around the minute 15 the moment of the match was turning Turkish, and that was the moment in which a wise man (that could have been for sure being part of a South-American football romance from Galeano) named Dastan spitted some words through the rain: ‘’Come on Guys treat the ball with some respect!”. Few seconds later, like the Team would have heard that, a brilliant cross from Benji to Luis, that thinking he is the reincarnation of Ricardo Quaresma, he made a ‘’trivela’’…ball out for a meter, fuck (Ale, if there is a third swear word in this text…).
The wall in the midfield of FC Irlande in this moment is impossible to pass, Mat G and Timmy are like two beasts thirsty of blood running here and there! All balls are for those two animals (they look familiar with this though)! This is the time in which Irlande owns the pitch and the opponents were just hanging around being victim of the football in Green. Lolo received the ball from 25 meters on the right and a defender made a crazy tackle (or at least this was what the audience got from the acting scene of Young Blood) (Quick edit : Ale, how on earth could you believe it wasn’t a fau… i overreacted). Lolo on the ground like they have shot him. Good 10 seconds later he was ready to shoot the free-kick. A literally rocket exploded from the left foot of the #10 of FC Irlande, landing directly on the cross bar on the left corner!! The keeper was not even realizing that a shooting star passed in front of him, fucking hell the Boys in green unlucky again (and there is the third swear word).
It was a clear green dominance, some actions later Benji made a snake move, dribbling 3 men of Schaerbeek. Luis suddenly cutting the midfield like a hot knife would perforate butter and seeing holes where he can only see them (I am sure Luis-Hub has quite some experience in that!), he made Benji free, who after a fantastic control missed the shooting part, football-champagne.
A minute later Timmy saw Luis free on the right side, la Bestia di Porto didn’t think twice and let a shot go which was saved by the keeper of Schaerbeek with his feet. The goal (and the Love) was in the air, everybody could smell it!
Like a symphony at minute 30 Lolo opened for Tim, who passed to Julian, the little Jordi made a triangle with Mat G, ball to Benji that finally crossed from the right, Hadri arrived like an eagle and…booooom! Ball in between the legs of the keeper and FC Irlande up 1-0 very well deserved! (The first goal is explained after 80% of the the text. 3 mores goals to go. Jesus)
Again few minutes later Hadri received a great ball wise-opened by Benji and his shot from the right side is saved by the keeper of Union. Half time whistle, the Boys 1-0 up, dominating the match and showing their skills, even if having some (natural) risks.
Right in the beginning of the second half a democratic (too much!) wind deflected a totally innocent ball on the arm of Tommo. The ref could not ignore it. Penalty, 1-1. Cruel come back.
Tough punch in the stomach for the Boys in Green, but it is in these situations that the courage of the Guys comes out. Once again in a dangerous action by Benji from the right the keeper of Union saved the goal again. Green dominant on the pitch. From a corner by Tim the ball bounced in the mess of the people, but this is the natural environment for the MoTM’s record timer in Sporteasy, Luisito tapped it in again for us, 2-1 for Irlande!
Five minutes later a ball lost in the midfield bounced on the feet of the striker of Schaerbeek, that from 25 meters he shot perfectly in the angle 2-2. Union again made it to us, showing how dangerous they were. Two minutes after scoring, Schaerbeek team hit the bar from distance, they took confidence back.
The attitude of the FC Irlande Guys was fantastic, in a difficult time of the match, Tommo made a great pass to the never-stopping Benji, Benji saw the upcoming Mat G that literally launched himself on the ball creating a shot that went out from half a meter! What a fighting spirit Boys!
Not the time to breathe and the next action produced again by Benji on the right ended on the feet of Dastan, that with a jumping shot of extreme difficulty could not finish, making eventually a lob in the hands of the keeper.
The last minutes reserved a red card for us (Julian) and one for the opponents, result of a crazy tackle that fortunately did not bring any serious damage.
2-2 in Nossegem, end of the game. MOTM Benji. MOTM in Sporteasy of course Luis.
The spirit of the Boys in Green is absolutely fantastic. There is a lot to be played in this league and we are making a great championship so far. The hard work in the trainings of John and Dastan, the ‘’team building’’ events and the commitment of these guys are an example. Let’s go on like this also in the New Year (to be celebrated on the 25th of January!!).
8-game unbeaten run ends in Anderlecht against Union JP.
On the dry and desert-like pitch of Union JP, the seconds were motivated to the teeth to show the leader of the table that the first game showed no indication of the difference in quality.
The team ready and armed for battle was one not at the ideal conditions, with right winger and wig model Gabi still out injured after an unfortunate training accident. New addition to the team Jack also decided , along with Neil to test the speed camera’s around Brussel after having forgotten his ID card. But the team saw the return of Julian after a scare injury from last week battle against Schaerbeek and Booba making his return after 5 weeks.
After having changed in a locker room which what seemed a Josef Fritzl hide-out, the eyes and minds of the men in green were aiming for the blue jerseys of Union JP.
The first 20 minutes looked promising with high pressure on the ball and opponent, destabilizing them in their offensive advances, even with the men in green creating some small changes. It didn’t take long after that for the first error to be made, Booba was still dreaming about the cheesy nickname which was given to him (pun intended) , when he passed the ball back to VDN, who was unable to recover and correct. 1-0.
From that moment onwards the men in green didn’t stop, hungrier then ever to chase down the opponent looking for the equalizer. Small changes were created with few balls successfully connecting to the mountain in front we call Amadou . (Aaaaamadou dou dou, he’s so much faster than you … ) Amadou fought bravely against the defenders and surely gave the defense a reminder that being first needs to be earned. The two teams remained equal to one another for the rest of the first half.
The second half saw the return of Jack, (who along with the help of Neil reenact the last scene in fast and the furious in the street of Brussel to get back in time) who was immediately replacing Matthieu Gineste (quick remark from the editor : was that a joke ?). The change was visible directly with some more heading power on the midfield to move the ball forward. The momentum however got lost when two quickly consecutive goals followed, one from a long free kick, objectively skilled finish with the header, and the other from a lost ball forwards, cleverly taken. 3-0, over and out for the men in green, who were supported by the big chiefs of FC Irlande and the one and only Ale and Neil, many thanks for that.
Although fought bravely and in the majority of the game equal to the others, the men in green sought comfort in Funky’s after the game, John sought comfort in some ‘no-questions-asked’ oysters and white wine. No judgement.
MOTM award split by Matthias Neelen (Mike just did a “Benji”), outstanding and solid as a rock in the goal, and Lolo.
The game was lost, but the team is hungry for more.
2nds played in Schaerbeek turf. Big stadium for an expected tough game with 3rd team ranked against the 5th. As usual coach and captain prepared us mentally to have a great fight and to stick to our 28 pages of strategy. Last year we won miraculously with Jack Daniels as keeper. This season we started with Mathias Van Sieg Neelen, even more impressive in the goal. Challenge accepted.
The game started quite easily. Huge space on the pitch and the Turkish team didn’t seem to bother defending. Their forwards are quite good but we simply destroy them with our fast recoveries and the talent of the magic trio Lolo-Benji-DJ Amadou. After making the difference pretty easily Lolo crossed for Siiiiiiii Benji who didn’t miss his header. 1-0 well deserved.
The opponents are bad and it seems they are gonna be dangerous only with corner or free kicks. After 2 or 3 good attempts for the 2nds, a dangerous but not all fault lead to the equalizer. Unfortunately our major weakness is defending during corner or free kicks and the goal came from that phase. (Let’s work on that boyyyyys). Mathias in the goal is great and didn’t deserve this shitty goal. 1-1 at half time. We are full of confidence. They look febrile and without solutions.
The second half started badly as they became more aggressive using the endless help of some of their friend carrying a whistle in the middle of the 22 players . The team started to struggle and with a “yes but no but yes” goal, 2-1 for Schaerbeek. BUT we never give up, if there is one rule, that’s the one. The boys in green head up. Luis as a great descendent of Lucho Gonzalez was everywhere. At some point he created a huge penetration with his huge motivation and assisted DJ Amadou who finished without a second guess. 2-2. The battle is not over but eventually we didn’t put a spear through their bodies.
End of the game. It was supposed to be one of the most difficult games of the year. It just confirmed that the 2nds have no intention of walking away from the spotlight.
Oh yeah baby.
Who else got the MVP award than Luis “Climax” Ramos ? How surprising ! Also a good performance from VDN who got the MVK award.
FC Irlande’s 2nds run rampant, defeating Engheim Amical 3-1 at Fort Nossegem.
The boys in Green secured 3 points this Sunday with a fine footballing display. A 2-0 half time scoreline belied the dominance of the 2nds over a decent enough mid-table Amical side, who managed a late consolation goal in the dying stages of the game to rob the greens of a clean sheet, who are enjoying a run of 7 games without defeat.
Ryan Self led from the back, trotting out to the warm up in a canter after his pre game ablutions, clearly lighter on his feet and clearer of the mind, showing great composure all game to guide the lads to victory. Luis’ selfie post match a surprisingly accurate depiction of events, but we wouldn’t expect any less from this year’s MVP.
John Simon Sparks’ pre match verbal assault on the referee had less of a positive outcome on proceedings. Retribution came in the form of some questionable and dubious advantage calls with a generous dose of punitive decisions that I’m not sure your author will ever be able to truly grapple with. Fortunately we managed to keep immune from it, keeping our eyes fixated on the prize, much like one might keep fixated on some of those NSFW messages that someone (not going to name names here) has been sending to the group, probably by mistake.
We created a number of chances in the opening 20 minutes, with Gabi, Amadou, and Lolo all coming close to breaking the deadlock. Finally it was MOTM Jack, with an emphatic header from a well delivered Benji corner who opened the accounts. It was executed with an impressive amount of air time and good hustle to get free from the defender. All those years in the GAA paying dividends now. It wasn’t too long after that CR7-Benji, who hadn’t missed an earlier opportunity to impress the boisterous crowd that had amassed there with a megs and a couple of stepovers (it’s beside the point that no opposition was within a cooee of him when it was executed), rounded the keeper and slotted it comfortably home. A standard on- and off-field performance then if the rumours are true (they are).
2-zip at halftime always seems a little ominous, but we started the half much how we finished the first and never looked in danger of conceding in the second period. Until of course Antonio had to dive expertly to his left and parry away a shot destined for the top corner. No one expected such agility from the big lad after having spent most of the game up until that point not really involved in it. The defense was helped by a tireless Gineste, who’s heat map would’ve had shown that he had just about covered every blade of grass. Good to see he’s been laying off the croissants since his return from Madagascar.
Dastan and Alex joined the fray, picking things up from where Gabi and Benji had left off. It was eventually Neelen who converted from a free kick 25 yards out by skillfully (and no doubt intentionally) deflecting a powerful shot off the wall and into the back of the net to get the trifecta. He repeated his trick to delightful but unsportsmanlike effect on the halfway line, belting the ball into the face of his fallen opponent with similar venom from dangerously short range, after having been out paced by his opposite number for most of the game. That action certainly put that dual to bed. On the other flank, Julien (our usual number 10) pestered and broke down their attack at right back. But rather than tell us directly he wasn’t happy playing there went off and injured his deltoid in a post match incident. Get well soon!
Amical eventually scored in the dying moments of the game. Fair play, the finish was tidy from outside the box, but he had all the time in the world to turn, set up, position himself, etc etc. A lesson in complacency to heed in the coming weeks and for the rest of the season; no clean sheet the distasteful result. Aside from that, everyone on the pitch put in a great shift with a lot of positives to build on and plenty to sing about.
After being slowed down last week, it was crucial to win this match and close the gap with top of the league and also make sure to keep our opponent behind.
The 2nds were surprised on the first free kick of the game when the opponent received the ball on the far post. A gift that he didn’t think of twice before scoring.
With 1h to go, there was no doubt that there will be many chances to come back. Gabi took his responsibilities and dribbled past his direct opponent then crossed the ball to Lolo on the right wing who kept the ball alive and crossed it in the box where Luis monopolized 2 defenders and Gabi was able to adjust his header to hit the net. 1-1, ball in the middle. Jack who replaced Brioche in the heart of the game gave a delicious forward pass to Lolo. One against one, the fans already started celebrating but the ball came to die near the post. Half time.
Still 1-1 with 20 minutes to go. Sharing the points like last week was not an option at all. This game needed a hero. What comes to your mind when you see any n°7 jersey ? Cantona ? Raul ? Shevchenko ? Well, there’s another player we can refer to as BB7 who wears it beautifully. (Well, the anonymous editor of the 2nds wants to add something to that beautiful story. Just a small detail by pointing out the fact that Amadou is still confusing the 2 Benjamin of the team after having joined the team for few months now. Brioche was the n°7 for that game and Benji was n°5. The editor had a short What’s App discussion of 25 minutes with Amadou about it. Amadou was happy the editor noticed the mistake thinking he would change it. Turns out the editor is a little c**t ! Anyway, back to the story).
As this afternoon, headers are hitting the target. Jack for his first game in the club, crossed the ball to Benji who made it 1-2. Siuuuuuuuuu….
Nate with the help of Ryan started to build a wall to protect Antonio’s goal.
The problem with walls is that they can be climbed. But the good news is that the people of forest apparently only know how to climb trees. And anytime they get closer to the wall, Antonio was here to punch out and consolidate the wall on the multiple corners and dangerous free kicks.
Special mention to the fullbacks Mathias VDN and Hadri for the offensive support besides of their defensive duties. The offensive line really appreciate.
Last counter attack of the game.
Benji to Amadou. Amadou to Julian. Julian in the six-yard box.
What happened next ? Take a guess.
Did he imagine himself playing in his backyard?
Did he want to invite the poor defenders to dance sardana and hold hands ?
Was he thinking of Luis’ question earlier on how do you call the people of Chad?
Most importantly, can he do it on a cold rainy night in Stoke?
Many questions but only a few answers.
The 2 defenders were already on the floor, ready for a ménage à trois when he decided to go for the goal. Deflected shot.
After this interlude, the game could finally resume.
Amadou to Benji. Goal ! 1-3.
Men of the match: Benji and Nate.
How FCI met…only one point over the weekend…
Kids, it all started on a sunny but rather cold Saturday afternoon where the squad of the Boys in Greens met at McLarens…sorry Nossegem’s home pitch…
After 4 straight (well sometimes not so straight) victories in a row, the Boys in Greens faced their worst (their sole?) enemy: themselves… Against a bottom of the league team, the mission was to get three points…As your Uncle Marshall (Dastan) and aunt Lilly (John Sparks) stressed from the very beginning “the game will be hard no matter where they rank”…
Things started poorly with Grand Pa Camembert (Booba) injuring his back at the warm-up, depriving the fans that came “en masse” (well one of them anyway) to cheer him up by chanting “Ici c’est Paris” and had therefore to switch the anthem for “Ici c’est l’hosto”…
The starting line-up was as follows: Antonio ‘Franco’ Garcia Cellis in the Goal, Nate ‘Build that Wall’ Tucker Banas and yours truly (replacing Ryan Brexit Self, who went to taste a pre-Brexit exile in the Americas where he was reported seeing doing Burpees on a deserted island) as Center-Backs; Mathias Adolf VDN as left Back and Ale Jr Van der Croonenberghs on the right side. The center midfield saw Julian Puidgemont Rueda and Mathias ‘SCh sch schschsch’ Gineste as defending midfielders with Mike ‘Gouda’ Scheijvens on the left and Lolo ‘I love la Louvière’ Whito on the right. In attack we had Amadou ‘Black Panther’ Boubacar as the nightmare of all Abssa defenses…
You look at the script (a bottom of the league team in our home pitch), you look at the cast (the line-up) above and you look at the Directors (Uncle Marshall and Aunt Lilly) and you would assume you are certain to get a great movie right?… Well, think again…The following looks more like one of the last M. Night Shyamalan movies than a Scorcese.
Indeed, the 2nds fell victim of their hubris by conceding (some that will not be named say “winning”) 2 points with their draw…
Starting good, the Greens quickly scored with a nice combination between Lorenz (assist) and Amadou (scorer) 1-0…
Then feeling too confident, the Boys in Greens conceded a goal to the opposition on a miscommunication between the defense and Antonio…1-1…
The greens kept their chin up and managed to score the 2-1 (Lolo with an assist of M. “ShhhShhShhhhhh” G.)…
Then the Greens were a bit too cocky wasting some clear opportunities right in front of the goal…we paid the price when No Boys scored 5min before the end…2-2…
And this, kids, is how the Seconds met only one point over the weekend…
Season 2 (Saturday against Forestois) will be coming soon…hopefully the Seconds will finally meet…victory again…
MOTM Luis (who else …well the “La Louvière” version of Luis…)
Replacements: Dastan for Luis; Mike for Gabi
After three victories in a row the 2nds were eager to extend their unbeaten run. An extra motivation was that with 3 points the boys would overtake Cobra in the standings.
The preparation was not worry free with upcoming talent Brioche injuring himself on training Monday, Ryan leaving for Argentina for few weeks to visit his German uncle that for some reason travelled there in the 40’s and stayed, ex-captain Gineste was away in France to try and refind that typical odeur he lost while being in Madagascar. But the thing that troubled the team the most was old Italian Ale returning to Asia where he is facing new charges after being released from jail there only last year. On this trip his father joined in support. We hope Ale’s name will be cleared by the impeccable courts we all know East-Asia has to offer. Once returned we will do our best to keep him away from animals as much as we can.
The pre-game talk had a weird touch to it as John explained things in a calm manner and he said things that made sense. Very confusing for the players. The confusion rose even more when it was announced our MVP would be on the bench. Some players cried a little… But Luis calmed down everyone saying that with the help of Jesus he would make sure we would win after he would come off from the bench.
The game itself was not the prettiest the world has ever witnessed. Irlande had a hard time adapting to the pitch and called danger upon itself by not listening to John’s desperate shouting on the side line. It was halfway the first half when Nate told your reporter “look VDN, I am gonna give the ball straight to the opponent. Look at John’s face it will be funny”. And so he did, the Cobrian player crossed the ball and Arditi Junior, worrying about his dad facing jail time again, ran in the back of the opponent to give away a penalty. No chance for our goalie and 1-0.
It was not long after that Kev decided it was time for our MVP to come on. So he faked a back injury. A wise decision. The first half ended at 1-0 but the whole of Irlande knew it would all be fine the second half. Even more so because also Benji -the Ronaldo one- came in to replace Gabbie, also faking an injury.
Very early in the second half Antonio kicked the ball far out, the Cobra defence panicked seeing this huge black guy behind him and offered him a header to bring the score at 1-1. Black is beautiful they say, we don’t know about that but Amadou’s header was! The remainder of the game can be remembered by screaming and diving by “someone”. Very annoying. Coaches should make him stop. It is embarrassing for the club. With Luis as a dominating force in the middle, with the defence acting at a high level, with our dangerous attackers it was just a matter of waiting for that second goal. Amadou, being everywhere up front, crossed a ball that first was hit by Lolo but blocked, thank Jesus one small Catalan guy jumped out from under the grass and put the ball gracefully in the back of the net. His first goal bringing home the three points. That must feel even better than being from an independent region in Spain.
All in all Irlande withstood the pressure from Cobra easily. With Alex as a last sub we came close to a third goal. But we decided to save some for next week. Special reminder for Lolo’s beautiful shot from 50m out. Made up for his ridiculous bicycle first half. Chapeau!
With 4 wins in a row John and Dastan equalize the longest winning run of old coaches Gineste and Arditi. Irlande is 5 points from the top. This must motivate the boys for next week. Go Irlande!!!
We are also happy to announce Lolo and Benji – the brioche one – have found each other after the game. They are so cute together. We wish them many happy years. Love is beautiful. Be proud boys!
MOTM was Amadou but we all want to thank Luis and Jesus for this victory. On to next week. Amen.
Men have been called to climb a mountain mankind has believed to be not climbable.
On a very sunny Saturday for the end of October, these sent men we’re tasked to climb this mountain, beating the first in the league. Facing strong wind, sore throat and a yelling sherpa, these men were concentrated and focussed from minute one.
Good combinaisons, good coverage of space and no risks taking in the midfield were key. A smart pass by Mike in a very narrow channel between Julien, Lorenz and 3 defenders enabled Lorenz to put his food just before the keeper reached him. 1-0 for FC Irlande.
The second goal was the result of a brilliant pass into the box where Mike let no chance to the keeper.
2-0 for FC Irlande.
The team went into the second half with a lead but has been pressured by FC Gecko.They were able to make some crosses and got closer to the goal.A good control in the box followed by an immediate shot made it 2-1. 10 min of struggle and resilience by FC Irlande later, our team was able to breath again with a good pass by Amadou to Benjamin who made it 3-1. A splendid dribbling of Brioche who literally passer the ball to himself, completed the job.
The 15 men climbed the highest mountain in the ABSSA land, guided by their sherpa John Sparks in an inimitable way. More mountains are yet to climb, FC Irlande shall succeed.
After 4 weeks without any victory in sight, the Seconds went to Anderlecht, somewhere between a cornfield and Ikea to face Copains Réunis (Gathered Friends? Really?) who had not yet managed to get any victory this season. For this bottom-of-the-table clash, the coaches fielded a team with no big surprises, with a defence made of Hadrien, Ryan, Nate and Mathias Van der Neelen. The midfield with Brioche and Booba (possibly now called Baguette after he proved how French he could be later that night, devouring an entire baguette on his own) behind Dastan in number 10. Gaby took the right wing and Julian the left, while Lolo took once again the striker role.
In a very autumnal afternoon, the Seconds returned to victory, demonstrating that they had nothing to do in the second half of the ranking. A statement to be confirmed next week!
MOTM: Benjamin the French Brioche
FCI 2nds made the long march out to the sticks of Walhain to face an in-form Tourinnois side, seeking to arrest a poor run of results and get back to winning ways having not picked up any points since the win on the opening day of the season. Skipper Dastan was again forced to ring the changes with several key absentees in the squad, but was at least boosted by the addition of highly-rated new signing, Benjamin ‘Brioche’ Le Coz, as well as the eagerly anticipated return to fitness of crocked defender, Ryan Self. Mathias VDN nobly stepped up once again for regular stopper Antonio, who had supposedly “lost his wallet” and so was unable to take up his usual place in net. Further reshuffles saw talismanic midfielder Booba filling in at right-back in yet another new-look back four, also featuring stalwart Hadri over on the left. Regular first-teamer and fan-favourite TIMMY slotted into midfield alongside Brioche, with winger Gabi leading the line as the lone Spitze. An honourable mention goes out to the kit bag, which had to be dismembered in the car park after a 127 Hours-esque incident in the boot of Lolo’s car.
The 2nds approached the game with a must-win attitude and it showed, as the game kicked off to a nervous and edgy start. Whilst looking to impose our expansive brand of liquid football through attacking-midfield maestros Julian and Neil, the pitch was narrower than the mind of a MAGA Brexiteer forcing both teams into playing more directly, with Lolo and Gabi both looking threatening early on. Unfortunately for Lolo, his game was cut short by a knee injury which we can only hope is not too serious, lest his flawless training attendance (since November 2018!) come into serious jeopardy. Also because we could do with having him for the next games… sure. Luis Ramos entered the fray as an obvious like-for-like replacement. After the even opening exchanges, Tourinnois’ left-winger latched on to a long ball over the top and whipped in a cross which was parried by VDN beyond the back post, only for their right-winger to somehow loop a slow-mo’ header back across the goal, over everybody and into the top corner. The kid will never score a goal like that again. One-nil.
Determined to get back into the game, FCI immediately searched for an equaliser with Gabi and Julian both going close; the former was denied by some excellent goalkeeping in a one-on-one situation, the latter was found alone in the box after good work down our right-hand side but was unable to steer a tricky effort beneath the crossbar. The game was lost in the next few minutes. Following a dispossession in midfield – for which the referee waved away FCI protestations for a free-kick – Tourinnois advanced and struck a speculative effort from 25 yards. Centre-back Alessandro managed to get half a block on the shot, diverting the ball up and away from VDN into the postage stamp for a hammer-blow 2-0 five minutes before half time. It’s safe to say the 2nds are not getting the rub of the green at the moment. Upon the restart, still simmering from the referee’s decision not to award a free-kick in the build up to the goal, Neil was harshly dismissed for a tackle the referee deemed to be reckless, or petulant, or a bit of both. FCI saw out the half and would have to dig deep in the second to rescue anything from the game with ten men.
The team regrouped and rallied together for the second half, showing great character and working hard to try to pull a goal back. Having recently rediscovered his ability to jump, big target man Luis was a menace for the opposing defenders, winning every header that came his way. Full-backs Hadri and Booba worked hard to get forward down the wings, whilst centre-halves Ale and Ryan built from the back, feeding balls into the industrious double-pivot to bring the ball forward. Brioche showed some sweet, milky footwork and TIMMY his tireless engine (some say he is still running). Captain, leader, legend Dastan also came in for Gabi and found some joy in the final third, setting up another great FCI chance – a header from Luis which sailed just over the bar. Soon the game became stretched and the lads started taking a few risks to find a goal.
Following a period of FCI pressure, Tourinnois were able to hit FCI on the break to make it 3-0, VDN with no chance. As the game drew to a close tempers began to flare. Ale in particular was involved in some strong challenges and heated discussions, politely informing the opposition striker where to go and inviting him to perform an act on himself etc., eventually earning a yellow card for his part in some handbags. Brioche should have come away with a late consolation goal on his debut when he spotted the keeper off his line and lobbed him from a delightful free-kick not too far from the half-way line, only for the referee to wrongly chalk the goal off for an alleged foul on the keeper. The keeper himself admitted there had been no foul. SAD! Credit to the FCI ultra, Mr and Mrs Booba, who made the trip out and drowned out the home crowd with their vociferous support.
A bad day at the office for FCI 2nds but lessons have been learned and there were many positives to take, especially from the second half. Onwards and upwards from here, chaps!
MOTM: Ryan Self
Saturday. 28 September. vs Royal Brussels British. Derby day. at Fortress Nossegem. Under a grey sky. With the BOYSSS.
The match started as any other, with John-Simon Sparks spouting zingers left and right as he announced the FCI 2 players. Once the starting XI had been announced, the Boys in Green took the field to begin what they knew would be a hard fought match against a worthy opponent, whom we had heartily trounced in a preseason friendly.
The starting whistle blew, and almost immediately FCI had a golden opportunity to take the lead, however could not convert the cross and subsequent header into a goal. Play continued to move back and forth across the pitch like a fat kid at the buffet going back for second, third, fourth, and fifth helpings. Following some play from in the FCI half of the pitch, RBB was awarded a corner kick.
Now, it’s important to note that normally, in the regular run of play, or really any time during a match, the only players allowed to use their hands are the gentleman tending the goals for each team. So as the corner was thrown into the box, Amadou, throwing caution to the wind, essentially dove for the ball to protect his goalie – the eternal VDN – from ever having to do so.
Unfortunately for Amadou and FCI, this resulted in a penalty shot for RBB. Taking literally zero chance of missing the net, the opposing player slotted the ball neatly into the direct center of the net after VDN valiantly chose a side to dive to; 1-0 Royal Brussels British.
Play recommenced, with FCI pressing the attack after Amadou’s unfortunate full-palmed handy. Minutes passed, and FCI was awarded a corner kick. The Buff Kangaroo aka Enzo Jr aka Lolo put a cross into the box, which was defended well by RBB. after a short pinball session, the ball was passed back out to Lolo, who knocked in a b-e-a-utiful ball, landing perfectly on PPoP Luis’s head/shoulder and finding the back of the net, bring the score to 1-1. After this, FCI started to show a bit of trouble playing against a formidable 4-4-2 formation, and mistakes (mostly) caused by both started to add up.
After a brief halftime pause where the boys discussed tactics and what that smell was coming from Ryan Self’s left shoe in the locker room, the two teams retook the field. Weather conditions were clearly deteriorating, and soon enough the sky opened up and let loose the fury of Poseidon himself.
After a short 2nd-half spell, the Pounder took his leave, as Hadri was moved into defensive mid and the confusingly-named Dutchman Pedro joined at right back (shoutout to Pedro for helping out the 2nds, you da real MVP).
Play continued, and FCI’s mistakes kept mounting, which eventually led to an errant pass that landed at an RBB player’s feet in our own third of the pitch. The Brits subsequently went on the attack, and a defensive miscommunication left a wide-open RBB player to a goal; 2-1 Royal Brussels British.
The rain had let up, but once again wanted to come and join the match, and soon enough players, fans, and John-Simon were soaked to the bone. It was at this moment that it fearless leader and Captain decided Danny wasn’t getting wet enough on the bench, and so it was that the Age of Dastan was replaced by the Epoch of Danny.
Nearing the final whistle, and still down a goal, FCI decided to push Wannnnnes forward to have a numerical advantage in attack, leaving three defenders in the back. This however would ultimately be true downfall, as a self-professed mistakenly untouched pass to a RBB attacker left the second RBB attacker on a breakaway.
Despite a courageous effort by the defense and incredible agility the masterful VDN, RBB was able to slide a third goal into the back of the net; 3-1.
Play resumed for a few minutes, with the Green Machine showing some promising efforts at the attacking end of the field, and in the end it was all for naught as the mighty men of FCI 2nds fell to perhaps their greatest opponents Royal Brussels British, 3-1. MOTM was the man the myth the legend VDN.
On a very sunny Saturday, the 2nds went on a one day trip to Wemmel to try defeating Vollenback. We had to get revenge from the last week unlucky loss. Tonio started in goal (unexpected decision from the coach). As we didn’t have many defenders for that game, Ryan was repositionned at right back. In central defense, we had Sean from the 1st and Da… Dan… Danny ? Wait, who’s that guy ? Ah yeah, the boy that barely shows up that we think he is a new player every year. He is also the guy whose we remember less his face than his blue spotted socks. Anyway, to complete the defense, Wannes was at left back.
Further on the pitch, Dastan-Kévin-Julian formed the most bearded FC Irlande trio #NoDebate. At left wing, we had Gabriel to bring some speed. As Luis said in the last report, Gabriel is the fastest German of the 2nds team. Yes, there is no doubt anymore, since Benji confirmed his Lusitanian roots by bringing a Portugal towel with him to the game. Mathias Neelen was starting as a right wing (we have almost never seen such a big smile on his face as when he heard he was playing at that position). To complete the strike force, we had Vincenzo Lorenz “Lolo” Blanco – as John-Simon called him for the referee check.
The 2nds started the game with an intense high pressure, without letting the opponent breathe. The problem is that we also forgot to breathe at some point. After 10 minutes, FC Vollenback started to exploit spaces and was creating more and more dangerous chances, until we conceded the first goal : Gabriel got the ball back not far from our goal. He didn’t know what to do with that ball because everyone was screaming. Gabe heard different things like “Kick the ball !”, “He is coming !”, “Down the line !”, “Snort the line !”. The opponent managed to recover the ball and passed it to the striker who banged it into the net. 1-0. After that, FC Irlande had many opportunities to equalize but we were sloppy on the last move. I know i am a sport journalist and i should describe all the goals in details but i had a deliberate black-out until half-time, when the score was already 3-0 for Vollenback.
We motivated ourselves, convinced we could come back. The second half was a bit better but still not like what we are able to achieve. Four changes were made : Ryan came out for Amadou, Gabriel for Benji, Dastan for Luis and Julian for Neil. And as if the situation wasn’t already bad, FCI conceded a 4th one despite a beautiful save from Tonio just before the opponent’s striker scored in an open goal. And as if the situation wasn’t already VERY bad, Wannes registered his first “Arditi” for FC Irlande. 5-0.
What’s an Arditi ? See below for the official Collins Dictionary definition.
Arditi : scoring an own goal that even the opponent couldn’t score in a more beautiful way. Also making sure to get a card, whatever the color is.
To Arditi someone : threaten a whole family in a language the opponent can’t understand.
Wannes didn’t Arditi someone, but we maybe should to a DNA test because the similarities are starting to get a bit suspicious.
We eventually managed to get out of the pitch with one goal scored, thanks to Amadou, who scored his first goal for the club. Final score : 5-1.
MOTM : Mathias Neelen. On his first game, VDN scored 2 goals and made one assist, but didn’t get any vote. This time against Vollenback, no goal and no assist for Mathias, but he got the most votes ! Morale of the story : you have to stay a loser to be the best.
Next week the 2nds have a big home game against Brussels British. Let’s make sure they leave the pitch with the worst memories possible.
Keep it up guys ! Forza Irlande
Following the footsteps of FC Porto, the Seconds prepared the game against Union JP with some specific and intensive physical and tactical drills. Despite the opposition being one of the top squads in our league, the team spirit remained strong as the 15 chosen ones presented themselves ready to face the challenge with the strength and virility tension that characterizes our group. However, as FC Porto last season, the Seconds learned this Saturday a lesson that all great teams are prepared to face: sometimes luck plays a big role in the final score. And this time, lady fortune was not on our side.
The game started like FC Irlande boys like, on top of the opposition, full of energy, the defense strong, the midfield compact and the attack quick. Antonio acted against his instinct and decided not to be late when attacking the ball. The Spanish lord controlled and kept calm as the ball was being distributed from back to front with quality and patience. T-Lion and Ale formed an elderly couple on steroids that dominated every ball in the air and fed strategic passes to rest of the green family. On the sides, Wannes and Hadri built their own E40 highway and decided to run the all game (regardless of the radar warnings) in order to complete both their defensive and offensive obligations. In the midfield, Captain Dastan came back to the fields to produce alongside Julian a golden partnership that began the night before and ended in the showers. The duo distributed fresh engagement on the pitch, creating creative classy ways of penetrating the Union JP’s defense line. In the front, the talented Ben, Lolo and Gabe promoted their own school manual of creating chances on goal: from the lines, inside the box, outside the box, with the left, with the right, with the head. A delight for the fans all over the world but unfortunately, the last chapter still needs some review: getting the ball inside the goal. Finally, doing all of the three sectors of the field was the MOTM Kévin “The engine” Béziau. The French produced an complete exhibition at all levels, on time like Antonio, quick along the lines as Wannes and Hadri, recovering balls like the defensive couple, distributing the game along with Julian and Dastan, and participating in the attack with the three wonderkids.
Although the 4 most offensive players on the team had chances to score, it was Kévin who scored the first goal of the game, and the only of the home team. The play started with a spectacular slide by Dastan that placed the ball in Gabi’s feet. The fastest German on the pitch run through the right line and crossed into the box where five hungry green men attacked the ball like Luis attacks the buffet in an all inclusive hotel. The ball met Kévin that placed the ball inside the net to crown a top performance. From there, the Seconds continued to dominate the game, but unfortunately, the shots of Ben, Julian and Lolo were unable to score past a very inspired afternoon of the Union JP’s goalkeeper. The second half saw Neil coming in for Dastan, Neelen for Benjamin, Amadou for Lorenz and Luis for Julian. The game continued exciting, with several chances and clinical plays from FC Irlande finding the hands of the opposition’s goalkeeper that kept impersonating the Indian God Ganesh, deflecting the shots of Amadou, Gabe and Luis.
After 65 mins of total control, the Seconds conceded close to the end two consecutive goals in two of the three chances created by Union JP during the whole game. The boys tried to get the game back through Amadou and Gabe but the ball failed to meet the desired destination, the back of the net and our hearts. Game ended and FC Irlande lost 1-2.
The defeat remains and it is hard to digest. The friendship and the quality of football played are the anti acid pills we will use to get the three points in the next game. Fortunately, the Seconds and Porto share some identical traits: lack of luck, outstanding performance, club dedication and winner’s spirit. And that’s why in the end both clubs will celebrate, we just have to trust the process.
“It’s the job that’s never started as takes longest to finish”
Samwise Gamgee, Lord of the Rings
MOTM : Kévin
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All fixtures and results
FC Irlande 2nds
- Coach : John-Simon Sparks
- Captain : Dastan Salehi
Top goals scorers
- Benjamin Benjelloun 8
- Lorenz Blanco 7
- Amadou Boubacar 6
- Gabriel Jacqmin 5
- Thomas Earl 3
- Mathias Neelen 3
- Luis Ramos 3
- Kévin Béziau 2
- Jack Corscadden 1
- Benjamin Le Coz 1
- Julian Rueda 1
- Mike Scheijvens 1
- Neil Servais 1
- Hadrien Valembois 1
Top goals assists
- Lorenz Blanco 8
- Amadou Boubacar 5
- Gabriel Jacqmin 4
- Benjamin Benjelloun 3
- Mathias Gineste 2
- Luis Ramos 2
- Julian Rueda 2
- Mike Scheijvens 2
- Neil Servais 2
- Kévin Béziau 1
- Jack Corscadden 1
- Benjamin Le Coz 1
- Mathias Neelen 1
- Dastan Salehi 1