FC Irlande Men 3

The thirds made the very short trip to Schaerbeek to face Tauro FC, who started the day 1 point above them in the table. The card-happy ref picked up from where he left off in previous games we’ve had with him this season, booking 3 Tauro players within the first 10 minutes! A warning to both teams that there would be some dubious and unpredictable decisions ahead. Both teams started the game tentatively but we soon begun to maintain good periods of possession and slowly started to create chances. The first of which was a nicely played ball over the Tauro defence by Wilf, Shane took the chance early on the half volley but the shot was directed at the backtracking keeper who gratefully claimed the effort. Moments later Wilf persevered to chase down a ball in behind the Tauro defence, pulling it back to an oncoming Shane who placed his effort in the far corner, grabbing his 20th goal of the season.

The game was stopped for a few minutes mid way through the first half as Haakon delivered a “people’s elbow” to the ref who went down in a lot of pain. The break in play affected the rhythm of the play and Tauro began to look dangerous, asserting themselves in the game and creating some better opportunities. One attack down our left hand side was played into the centre and the Tauro attacker finished well from outside the box with a well placed effort. 1-1.

Tauro began the second half with more intensity and pressure and the game looked like it was very much under their control but the defence and Guus did well to keep them out. 10 minutes into the second half, Scott won back the ball well in his own box but the contact on the attacker encouraged him to hit the ground in the hopes of getting a penalty. The clearance from Scott created a 2 v 1 attack for us but the ref did not want to wait, stopping the game to award the Tauro attacker his 2nd yellow card of the day for what he judged to be simulation.

As the game developed, we could not take advantage of the extra man and lacked the creativity, intensity and energy to create enough chances to go ahead. Ultimately, this resulted in us getting what we arguably deserved as Tauro took the lead from a corner. They made several substitutions, which gave them enough energy and quality to hold on in the last 10/15 minutes after taking the lead. One final chance at the end, played over the Tauro defence to Shane, whose touch was too heavy and gathered by the goalkeeper.

Overall, it very much felt like an end of season performance. We were flat and couldn’t find that spark to ignite the desire, creativity and know-how required to win such a game. The dressing room was a sombre atmosphere and although we were not good enough today, the sentiments expressed were that with such a large squad, it’s disheartening to arrive at a very winnable game with 11/12 players, which is how it’s been for the previous 4 or 5 games. The post match beers in the sun helped to raise spirits and we look ahead to next week to pursue 3 points to end our season on a high. FT 1-2, MOTM Scott!

The 3rds arrived at Nossegem looking to beat 3rd placed Ambiance Auderghem, after a thrilling 0-0 draw earlier in the year and on the back of two good wins.

Deprived of Shane pre-game, Saul by a bad case of the man flu and a classic Scott move ‘oh bro I forgot my ID… BRO’, the Turds started with an unorthodox starting line-up, including an unlikely (and ultimately unsuccessful) Wilf up top.

A close but unremarkable first half ensued, with the main chance being missed by Wilf, who gently lobbed it into the keepers arms. The wind blew hard and the Turds fought hard. 0-0 HT.

Much the same ensued in the second half. The wind blew hard, Auderghem came into the game more. Guus saved well, screamed well, kicked… Interestingly.

A game of few chances, multiple cards, and a lot of bouncing balls. A fine 0-0 against a solid team. MOTM Matt Sullivan with a fine performance at CB.

On this matchday, the Thirds faced an away trip to Well Team. Fears grew before the game that Brussels’ grey skies and drizzly rain would affect the team’s fast, free-flowing style of football. Additionally, the squad was reduced to the bare 11 with Jimmy’s ID still nowhere to be found and captain Wilf King only to be found in the Chatelain quartier, feasting on ramen and cans of Stella Artois. Our record travelling support of 0 fans were devastated to learn of the late drop out of Colm due to a horrific dose of man flu.

On a positive note, Saul decided he’d rather give a masterclass within the white lines than from the dug out, a happy addition to the starting 11 after a long absence.

Thriving in the face of adversity, the lads knew that team-spirit and a hardworking performance were required and safe to say they didn’t disappoint. The first ten minutes were scrappy with both teams struggling to find their rhythm. Well Team were also up for this game, giving away several fouls for dangerous and hard tackles. Not very Well-coming indeed. Thankfully, Con and Saul were also well up for the battle.

The Thirds grew into the game and created some good chances with Thor and Pete proving good crosses from wide areas. After a period of pressure the Thirds found the breakthrough. Following some good play in midfield, Pete was released down the wing and found Shane in the box who provided the finish (We won’t mention that some of the lads though it was “scrappy”)

The Thirds continued to press and almost doubled their lead when Con’s shot from inside the box rattled the post. I’d take this chance to mention that an error in judgement from Saul almost allowed Well Team a goal at the other end but he gave me a lift home and I don’t want to piss him off. It finished 1-0 at the break.

The Thirds continued to push in the second half with Shane a constant threat. His hard work eventually paid off when he pounced on a defensive error and provided a cool finish to double his tally for the afternoon. Well Team gave everything trying to pull a goal back but solid and committed defensive performances from Hakon, Nikos, Saul, Mario, Matt Sull and Guus kept them out. Well Team eventually however did hit the back of the net with a flukey long range effort somehow looping into the top corner.

The Thirds dealt well (Team) with the pressure that ensued, putting everything on the line to ensure the Well wouldn’t get an equaliser. A brief pause was granted to the Thirds when one of Well Team’s players brought some beers to the sidelines and forced the referee to send him off. Pushing so far forward, Well Team were vulnerable to counter attacks. Winning the ball back on the edge of their box the Thirds quickly drove forward and found Con on the edge of the box. His low, goal-bound drive was too much for their tired defender, who’s attempt at a block did little to stop this one from ripping the net. FT 3-1 to FC Irlande

A special shout out to Pete who continued to play through injury when the team needed him most. With no league game next week, the Thirds’s look forward to their next opponents in a fortnight.

MOTM: Shane just edged it when he paid for the post-match beers

On another wintery day in Nossegem, the 3rds came to play, hoping to snap their three game losing streak.

The reverse fixture, ending in a chaotic 4-4, was marked by an ethnic slur (from their team), a chipped tooth, and a discussion around Napoleon’s failed tactics at Waterloo. A game not to be forgotten.

Alas, today was not to be such a thriller.

The game started with the 3rds deciding they didn’t enjoy having possession of the football, leaving it to the Genappe men to launch wave after wave of attack. However, our staunch backline, looking like a Martin O’Neill Ireland, stymied our opponents while Guus roars were causing issues for air traffic control next door.

The Boys in Green came into the half slowly but surely and dominated the final 15. The forwards, led by a dogged Shane, made countless runs behind the laboring Genappe defence. Unfortunately Wilf, Massimo, Haakon and others preferred to either Hail Mary it into the corner or gently pass it to their opposing number. A game of quality it was not.

The sole chance of the half fell to our Golden Boot chasing no.9, who not having touched the ball for most of the game due to our errant midfield, took pity on their rather rotund and portly goalkeeper and passed to him. HT.

With a halftime break of approximately 47 seconds completed, the game restarted in much the same way as the first. We win the ball, we pass the ball into the next field, we win the ball, they start moaning to the ref.

Notable moments in the second half, in no particular order: Scott beating Rory Delap’s record for longest throw; Oisin managing to miss both Piet and Shane with the goal gaping; Haakon and Matt Sullivan combining to double-team multiple Genappe ankles; Guus somehow stopping Scott’s ferocious volley / backpass; the opposition no. 9 getting his second red card of the season against us, despite being off the pitch both times.

The 3rds walk away with a well-earned point. Lots of fighting and battling was done. The forwards ran all day, the defence fought hard.

A clean sheet and MOTM performance for new homeowner Matt Sull.

We go again next Saturday, hoping to get maximum points.

MATCH REPORT: 3s Fall Short of Sunshine Points ☀️⚽💚

The sun was out in Brussels for the first time since Charles Quint lost points, so the Turds were really up for their top of the table clash with the most questionable named team in the league: Maccabi. Last time out against this side the 3s conceded seven so revenge was desperately needed. The Turds also lost 3-0 last week so Captain King rallied his men and demanded a response. Miraculously the pitch was in a worse state than 2 weeks ago, when it was practically frozen. Eyebrows were raised when the ref asked the Turds before kick-off how many red cards we’ve had all season. Was it going to be one of those afternoons…? After winning the toss, the Turds opted to play with the sun second half to get the impeccable meteorological circumstances to work in our favour.

A fairly even start on the dreadful pitch led to a few slip ups on both sides. It was clear: this was not going to be a game for fancy things and passing it around the back. Having said that, a few minutes later Robert decided to smash it back at his own goalkeeper, who did not stand a chance, even though he nearly cleared it off the line. 0-1 to Maccabi. “I really prefer playing on grass”, Guus had said on the way to Nossegem. Famous last words.

The Turds continued fighting and pushing against a decent Maccabi side. The ref, who Scotty T referred to as “ugly” (he was in fact very ugly) was a bit of a shambles: the Maccabi GK had to wear an Irlande kit, then take it off, before Guus had to change kits as well. What a mess.

The Greens grew into the game and came close a few times, in what was a true battle of a match. When Maccabi went through on our goal, Guus collected the ball, during which the Maccabi striker nearly took Guus’ willy off. The ref infamously said “well, you’re not injured, so why are you complaining?” No card given. We reached HT, during which the Turds expressed confidence in getting back into the game. Unfortunately, 1 minute into the second half, Maccabi caught the Turds sleeping on a throw in and put a scuffed cross into the box which was met by a volley into the side netting, which went in annoyingly slow. Decent goal to be fair, 0-2.

What was very commendable and great about this game is that the Turds never gave up and kept pushing until the end. The better version of Shane Long, Shane Egan, was sent through on goal and all in attendance fancied him to find the back of the net, but a challenge from a Maccabi full-back brought him down in the box. Stone-cold penalty for everyone, just not for the ref (who did in fact look like a garden gnome). Nevertheless, the Turds kept pushing, with true Irish Courage. Michael channelled his inner Roberto Carlos by attempting an outside the boot free kick, Eugene led the defence like only Laurent Blanc could do back in the day and Captain Wilf kept on pushing the team on from midfield. Maccabi resorted to diving and other antics and looked to be on the back foot for the last 15 minutes. The Turds were not aware of the time left because the ref refused to tell Captain King the time remaining. Unfortunately, the 35 min halves of ABBSA weren’t in our favour this time and the ref blew up after giving a total of 0 minutes of extra time.

“He threatens you with cards like your ma with a wooden spoon”, said a certain Irishman after the game. It was not our day, but we may take pride in fighting as a team, getting stuck in, standing up for each other and never giving up.

Charles-Quint next. Up the FCI <3

MOTM: Captain King 👑

*Match Report

FC Irlande (3rd) vs Fossis CS (5th)*

The Thrids arrived back to Nossegem after the winter break to what can only be described as a Cold Ass Day to play football!!

With a slight change to the starting line up due to train delays the Thrids took to the field in good spirits on the back of a 10 game unbeaten run. Inside the first 10 miuntes we found ourselves down 1. After a number of failed attempts to clear the ball, it fell to their winger who drilled it across the 6yard box which led to an unfortunate OG.

We rallied and took over the game with some nice play leading to a number of half chances. Soon later Shane cut in from the left wing to curl a fine shot in over the keeper, 1-1!! A few more half chance missed my us left the game 1-1 at HT with no real threat from Fossis.

We pushed and pushed in the 2nd half for the winner but couldn’t create a clear cut opportunity. With 15minutes to go legs started to get heavy and Fossis began to threaten our goal! Guus took this opportunity to turn into prime Van Der Sar making a number of crucial saves!! With the stand out save being a 40 yard strike destined for the top corner expertly saved 🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻

A late push in the final 2minutes from the boys with a corner & free kick but it wasn’t to be! Game finished 1-1 and we go 11 games unbeaten.

MOTM Guus

And a shout out to Saul who had to step in as ref and did a great job.

Match Report – FC Irlande III 3-0 Brussels LTC

FCIII welcomed Brussels LTC to a cold and windy Nossegem to close out the first half of the season.

Having beaten LTC 3-1 earlier in the season, the Thirds were looking for a repeat performance and go 10 games unbeaten.

Thankfully that was made a lot easier by an LTC player losing their mind 90 seconds in and getting a red card for clearing a header with their hand. A long journey back to La Hulpe for that lad.

Shane miraculously recovered from a pre-match groin strain to take the penalty and made it 1-0. Long periods of Irlande dominance followed forcing some unorthodox saves from the LTC keeper.

That was until Scott, marauding from right back slid in Piet’ who after taking a ball to the testicles, had the presence of mind to square it to Shane, whose groin was now better than ever, for his second. 2-0

The second half was much the same, aside from a few complacent moments. The early highlight being the ref confirming if Colm was a ‘civilian’ as he was wearing too many clothes on the bench.

More strong play led to a second penalty, which despite the keeper getting a hand to, found the back of the net. Hat trick for Shane and his groin.

FT 3-0 and a great way to finish ahead of the winter break.

On a crisp, sunny morning in Brussels, with blue skies, FC Ireland III arrived extra early for another scintillating Abssa match. To make up for a lack of training, the Captains requested the Biys in Green to arrive an extra 15-minute earlier to get in a good warm up- head start on the usual warm; it felt like an early Christmas present to the team.

The 7 game undefeated streak was at stake, and the boys were determined to keep it wrapped up tighter than Santa’s sack.

Wilf and Saul’s passionate last minute battlecries were felt by all in the huddle and the BIG were ready! The ref’s whistle sent FCI III to the pitch who were dominating possession and setting the pace early on. Jimmy’s twinkle toes were twisting necks the wrong ways and was sending the trio attack of Shane, Piet and Oisín hunting for a first goal.

The breakthrough came in the first half, courtesy of Massimo’s Pirlo-esque long-range free kick. Deflected off an opposing defender, the ball raced unpredictably past the hapless keeper and into the net. A goal is a goal, and Massimo’s effort gave the Boys in Green a 1-0 lead.

Nikos’ amazing goal line clearance (similar to a prime Maldini) kept the Boys ahead and the team still smiling.

The second goal wasn’t far behind. Pinball flipper style in the box somehow found Piet’s noggin as he guided the ball into the back of the net, doubling FC Ireland’s lead. The team erupted as Piet soaked in the adulation for what was undoubtedly a classic centre-forward’s finish- right place, right time.

But football is rarely straightforward and normally heartbreaking, and the opposition clawed their way miraculously back into the match. Two quickfire goals left the game deadlocked at 2-2, as FC Ireland’s comfortable lead began to feel like a distant memory.

Determined not to be undone, FC Ireland surged forward once again. Hakan, with the vision of an artist and the precision of a surgeon, sliced a pass through the defence like a knife through warm butter (just like the Norwegian Pirlo?). Oisín latched onto the ball and coolly slotted it past the keeper for 3-2 (a la Robbie Keane- but lacking the scatter gun celebration).

However, this was a game of twists and turns, and the opposition capitalised on a late defensive lapse to equalise at 3-3. It was a tough pill to swallow, like being offered a chocolate only to realise it’s raisin-filled.

The boys walked off feeling like it was two points lost, but the fight continues- as we learnt today that every opposition must be taken seriously. Now with 8 games undefeated, a nice foundation is being made for a strong push into the second half of the season in a few weeks. But now, more than ever, it is important to stick together. As the sun set on a thrilling encounter, FC Ireland III left the pitch determined to regroup and go again.

Everyone ran through a brick wall but unfortunately, couldn’t pass the line for the 3 points.

MOTM for Laurent for a cameo appearance as goalie and making some fantastic saves (rumour is that Buffon has asked for his jersey-tbc)

Everyone on the pitch deserves a lot of respect and put a shift in on a cold crispy day.

Come on you Boys in Green FCI III 🇮🇪💪🏻💚

Match report

Despite starting 5 minutes late, fc irlande didn’t lose their focus and looked comfortable on the ball from the outset, dominating possession in the opening 15 minutes. Despite this control, they struggled to create any big chances.

Midway through the first half, Goalois capitalized with a swift break down the wing which saw them deliver a pinpoint cross into the box, which was met with a header into the far post. 1-0 goalois.

In the second half, FC Irlande regrouped and came out with renewed intensity. Playing with the wind, they began putting big pressure on the opposition, launching long balls over the top and taking more shots. One shot in particular from Piet came very close, hitting the crossbar.

Persistence paid off for FC Irlande when Constantine delivered a moment of magic, threading a perfect pass to Piet. Seizing the opportunity, Piet hit a delicate half-volley over the top of the onrushing Goalois keeper to bring Irlande level at 1-1.

Goalois managed to rally late in the game, testing Antoine with two threatening efforts, but the Irlande keeper was equal to the task, producing two phenomenal saves to keep his team in contention.

Both sides battled until the final whistle, but neither could find the winner in what was one of the most testing games of the season so far. Final score 1-1.
Man of the match Piet.

After watching Mike Tyson’s pitiful attempt at reigniting his career last night, Noel decided to try and ignite the dressing room pre-game by regaling us with some of his favourite quotes:

“Everyone has a plan ’till they get punched in the mouth.”

“When I fight someone, I want to break his will. I want to take his manhood. I want to rip out his heart and show it to him.”

The room, confused and slightly alarmed, dismissed this quickly and focused instead on Wilf’s pre-game tactical masterclass.

An even first half saw little of note, except one excellent save from Noel (clearly inspired by his own words) and a barrage of FC Irlande corners turned away. 0-0 HT.

The second half saw the 3rds grit shine through. After applying increasing pressure for 10-15 minutes, the 3rds struck first. Captain Matt Sull, channeling his liberal rage at last week’s US election results, sent the ball flying into the back of the net, after a Massimo assist.

Tauro got one back through a well worked goal. At 1-1, the 3rds did their best to lose the game, giving Tauro ample chances and only being saved by a combination of incompetence and Noel threatening to bite one of their players ears off.

And then, the moment of magic. Shane dribbling past his man, beating a second time for good measure. Piet, looking like a prime Barclay’s Damien Duff, gave a little feint and bent the ball into the top corner. Chaos. In the dying minutes, the 3rds managed to rack up 4 yellows but thankfully held on. 6 undefeated. We move forward.

MOTM Piet

The 3rds took on 3rd place Auderghem as we looked to continue a good run after going 4 games unbeaten. It started off jolly and jokey with the opposition until the whistle blew and things got serious. Wilf squinted like Clint Eastwood, Massimo cursed in Italian and Max literally barked like an angry Alaskan Malamute at the opposition centre forward. The mind games seemed to work as Auderghem barely had a chance during the match. In honour of Trump’s win, the back 4 let nothing past the border of the first third of the pitch and Antoine swept up any loose ends like a diligent border control officer. The team played some of our best football all season with patient build up play which ran Auderghem ragged by the end despite them having 35 substitutions. Despite the possession and good build up, Auderghem defended well and limited us to a few chances. After taking a 30 yard pass from Timo down on his chest like a young Fellaini inside the box, Oisín was denied a goal with an incredible save by the keeper. Wilf had to come off early after dislocating his shoulder and Saul had to spend the next 20 minutes telling him that Lethal Weapon probably wasn’t realistic and he couldn’t just pop it back in and continue playing.

“You can be the Murtaugh to my Riggs!” Wilf shouted.
“I’m too old for this shit,” replied Saul.

Max and Rob marauded up for every corner and free kick and caused chaos among the Auderghem defence. Despite the chaos, the ball refused to go where it belonged and the match ended 0-0. A great performance against a good team. With a bit more luck we would’ve come away with 3 points.

“You looked very cool on that pitch, circulating the football with calm, ease and confidence,“ claimed former third Rodrigo, clearly looking for a free beer.

If any of the other vets have compliments, keep them to yourselves because we’re the best team in the league and we already know it. We’re going straight to the top.

MOTM: Con (great jawline)

Alright boys, let’s dive into it straight on and not waste time – unlike Colm, minute 63, who was so bored he forgot to play a goalkick for what felt like 5 long minutes 😜

It was a funny game. Please excuse me if I misplace you guys in my summary – I know goals were scored, 3 points were taken, so all in all, don’t take offense if you scored and I’m not giving the right teammate the credit they deserve.

First of, they were 9, we were more. As unexpected as it may seem, they scored early in the game (benefiting from a defense misunderstanding). Ireland 0 – German musician 1.

Great reaction from the team, and after countless offside positions (the ref’s favorite to whistle) we managed to equalise after a messy corner kick situation – I think Timo scored. 1 – 1!

Little flash forward, it’s 7 – 1 and we move the ball calmly from one to another. Suddenly, a penalty is given out of charity (handball in the box) – according to the ref, Wilf said it was okay to give penalty (wait, what?! 😂). A ref perfectly in line with today’s football game: funny, playing with his whistle like a lonely harmonica player, probably to impress the great German composer.
Colm is dancing on his line but his mesmerising powers only seem to affect everyone else but the bad guy that shoots and scores. 7 – 2.

And after 14 other cards distributed in 7 minutes, the ref stops what will be an everlasting odd memory in everybody’s mind but Shane, who’s managed to score 3 out of this mayhem ⚽️⚽️⚽️

About the people wondering what happened during the ellipse, Shane scored 3, Oisin 1, Con scored a beautiful low ball from outside the box followed by a vengeful fist movement (probably with a « yes! » caption), and Wilf took a penalty you definitely want to show to every football school to younglings, to top a beautiful team display. To celebrate, he bent a little and not one but two rageful clenched fists were seen by all cameras around the pitch. Legend has it some heard him proudly announce « My second goal in 2 years! » but it might be false media information.

Great game chaps! 👏

Match report FC Irlande – Brussels LTC III

The free-flowing football continued in the second half, bringing chances for both sides. The quick transitions and the verticality of play from FC Irlande played off, as Timo’s pass found Shane in acres of space. Our poacher run past the defender and was one-on-one with the goalie, who kept his low shot out. However, Georges was quick to react and slotted the ball in the empty net. The nervousness of keeping the lead in the end was quickly overcome by the extension of lead by Shane. Similarly to the second goal, our number 11 ran around his man down the left and put a strong shot in the front post. Again, excellent spirit in the midfield to win the second ball and quickly pass it to the final third. FC Irlande showed great determination to get the three points, coming from 0-1 down.

On an overcast day at our home pitch, we secured our first official win of the season with a composed 2-0 victory. The team showcased both defensive solidity and attacking flair, leaving the fans in high spirits as we grabbed all three points.

The breakthrough came in the first half, thanks to a beautifully worked goal. Piet, finding space on the edge of the box, delivered a pinpoint cross into the area. Max, rising above the defenders, met it perfectly with a powerful header that left the keeper with no chance.

Throughout the match, we showed tremendous composure under pressure, expertly shifting the play from side to side, refusing to panic even when the opposition pressed us hard. Our ability to control possession and dictate the tempo was key, especially when the other team tried to disrupt our rhythm.

In the second half, we doubled our lead with another brilliantly crafted goal. Shane made a superb run into the box, outpacing his marker and firing a low-driven cross across the face of the goal. Tiemo was perfectly positioned to finish it off, calmly slotting it past the goalkeeper to put us firmly in control.

Around the 60th minute, we did back off a little, giving the opposition some space to play, but our determination never wavered. We stayed organised, defended as a unit, and ensured we didn’t concede any dangerous chances. The passion and energy remained high throughout, as we refused to let our guard down.

As the final whistle blew, the turds finally managed to get their first ‘real’ victory of the season. The victory was a true team effort, and it made the post-match beers taste even sweeter. With our first win of the season in the books, we look forward to building on this momentum in the matches to come.

Cristian, who kept a clean sheet and made some crucial saves, was deservedly named man of the match. We wish you all the best in Buenos Aires and hope you come visit us soon!

Disclaimer: this match was a bit nuts, so the order of things may not be entirely correct.

Today started, in true ABSSA fashion with a trek half way across the earth, to the sleepy town of Genappe, famous for briefly being trampled by Napoleon’s army, and for being home to abandoned sugar factories. With light rain falling, the Astro turf pitch expansive in front of us, something was in the air. This was the day to turn our fortunes around. After a rousing speech from Wilf, we which included the words “don’t lose”, we were on the pitch, ready to bleed for each other, die and maybe even score a few goals.

A measured start saw a close tussle with the other team, nothing much dividing the two. We were patient out of the back, finding the wings with ease, but the other team also looked in control. Mid way through the first half Rob managed to get his face on the end of a keeper parry, expertly directing the ball into the net, without knowing much about it. Key battles were being fought all over the pitch, Wilf in particular rumoured to have fouled his man a total of 15 times. The highlight of the first half was an incredible stop from Antoine, making it all the way back to the middle of the goal and getting his body in front of a powerful shot that he had absolutely no right to stop. Kept our lead.

We went into the break in high spirits but aware that we needed to put the game to bed. Starting the second half in style, Rob on the edge of the box showed great composure to slot a ball to Jimmy who took a touch and slotted home a pass into the bottom of the corner. Probably the greatest goal to have ever been scored.

Lads I’m gonna be honest, the PTSD is rushing back as I try to remember what happened next. Shit hit the fan, winter was warm, summer was cold, the grass was blue. We conceded 4 unanswered goals, some sloppy marking, some absolute belting knuckleballs that Antoine should absolutely be stopping, some tough set pieces causing confusion in the box, and a lucky break and chip. To say the mood was low was an understatement. Heads were between our legs.

Then began a session of proper Sunday league shenanigans which including jimmy stroking the leg of his opponent which led to a near hospitalisation. Next was Scott getting absolutely body checked by his man, forcing him off the field, luckily the bench was not far. Then Ushi, coming back from a month hibernation, got a ball to the face, after trying to take it on his chest, which chipped his tooth. Luckily he found the loose chip and had some milk on hand. A lesson for all of us.

Then something changed, the fire in our belly’s lit up, chasing two goals we gave one mission in our mind. Timo sent a beautiful chip into the top corner baffling the keeper. Jimmy did his best to claim the goal but didn’t quite get there, lucky to not be offside. At the restart a couple passes left and right and suddenly Shane, finding himself in a great position one on one, beat his man and slotted home the equaliser. Limbs.

With a final push Antoine sent punt after punt into the enemies third with Irish bodies clamouring to go ahead. With the moment with us we smelled victory. We won a corner and started setting up for the glorious 5th goal, probably to be a flying bicycle from Thor. But alas that dreaded sound, the three whistle blows, and the game was over. The most ABSSA ending you could think of.

Apart from a 15 period of football that would make 11 drunk badgers scurrying around a golf ball look like 2011 Barcelona, we can be proud of our efforts. Beautiful saves from Antoine, gusty challenges from Scott, a goal and an assist from CB Rob, bold distribution from Thor, calm and collected passing from con, intense pressure from Wilf, Tim dictating the pace switching the play, jimmy running around, Shane endlessly chasing, Piet with roaring headers, Ushi not letting the defenders rest, Ben coming on to assert some calm and patience and Lukas making incisive runs down the line. It’s not a win, but it’s a point. We should’ve won but we showed great heart to get back in it. Slow and steady like the tortoise.

4-4. Unlike Napoleon, we did not surrender in Genappe.

Match report.
After a rough couple of matches, the 3rds were once again ready for a home game. Spirits were high, and after a Gladiator-like pep talk from captain Wilf before the match, the guys were ready to bleed, no DIE for the green jersey.

It started out perfectly, with a good chance on the left side within the first minutes of the match. The 3rds continued to press and make good plays through the middle and on the wings, resulting in several chances during the first half. Because of good communication, good pressing and good plays for our side, the opposition had few chances in the first half. Their midfield was pretty much immobilized, and our wings posed a threat every time we attacked. Probably the best first half in a long time.

This would change in the second half however. The 3rds entered the pitch with a clear game plan: “MORE of the good stuff”. With a clear goal of continuing the tendencies from the first half, the 3rds was ready to get a win.. but something felt different.. as the seconds half progressed, the evil ones were able to establish some play, and started playing the ball through the midfield, as well as targeting the space between the goalkeeper and our defense. This would unfortunately become a tendency. In one instance, their play ended in a free kick on our left side.. and as this season has showed us, free kicks can be dangerous.. and unfortunately this was no exception. A long ball going through the box ended up hitting the (abnormally large) head of a Charles Quint player near the back post, resulting in a 1-0 lead to the evil ones. Unfortunate.. but the 3rds were ready for battle.

Unfortunately, the 3rds didn’t manage to rise to the level they showed in the first half. A take away is that the evil ones didn’t have many chances in the second.. but neither did the 3rds.

All in all a good game, where the commmnication, the pressing (more in the first half…) and the spirit is there.. more of this, and there will be wins this season. A well deserved MOTM to Scott who showed class and kept his cool on the right back both defensively and offensively.

There are so many good take aways from this game. Let’s keep it up and keep fighting 😁😁.

FC Irlande faced off against Maccabi BXL in what turned out to be a tough day on the pitch, with the final scoreline reading 7-2 in favor of Maccabi.

The game started well for FC Irlande, who put together some nice passes and looked to be a threat. However, Maccabi BXL opened the scoring first with a quick break against the momentum of play.

FC Irlande, however, responded quickly and looked to be back in it not long after. A well-delivered cross found Timo, whose header was saved by the keeper, but Shane was in the right place to tap in the rebound and make it 1-1.

Despite the equalizer, Maccabi managed to exploit Irlande’s defense with several over the top balls. Their wingers found space out wide, driving down the flanks into 1-on-1s with the keeper. Maccabi managed to capitalize multiple times, scoring as a result of some unfortunate defensive errors.

The second half was comparatively more positive for FC Irlande, finding more rhythm in their play. Though Maccabi had run away with the game, Irlande did manage to pull one back in the second half. A corner whipped into the box was met by Robert at the back post, who put a header past the keeper.

Nevertheless, it was a difficult game for FC Irlande. The team will need to regroup and address the issues that led to this defeat. Final score 7-2, man of the match Constantine

A sunny day in Nossegem, the pitch looking immaculate, three subs, spirits before the game were high, the team were hungry to right the wrongs of last week’s loss – what could go wrong? A lot.

The 3rds came up against a strong opposition, Jodoignoise FC, who join the 3rd division with a high reputation as potential title contenders. Jodoignoise FC showed a lot of composure in the opening phase of the game, creating good passages of play which the 3rds, despite their best efforts, couldn’t quite replicate. There were chances from both teams in the opening stages. Oisin had a few good shots saved but it was Jodoignoise FC who took the lead from a shot outside the box. 1-0. Moments later, an individual error allowed the opposition to double their lead. 2-0. The scoreline was a harsh reflection on the game and the 3rds efforts.

Any optimism for a second half turnaround was quickly eradicated with an early goal after the restart. 3-0. The 3rds used the wings as an area of focus to try to get back in the game. Shane and Wilf had some half chances and we were showing ourselves as a threat. However, Jodoignoise FC remained the superior team throughout and continued to threaten, extending their lead to 4. Final score 4-0.

Our thirst for goals was replaced by beers after the game and the hunger in the team was mostly evidenced through Matt’s hat-trick of post game sandwiches. We’ll have better days this season.

MOTM – Shane

When the thirds rolled up to Walhain to face the mighty Fossis (Les) CS, it wasn’t the pitch, the countryside or the cows in the field that caught their attention, but the Nordic modernist style clubhouse that overlooked the pitch while managing to blend seamlessly into the local landscape.

Sadly, that was the end of any seamlessness for this new look 11, and a scrappy, if effortful performance followed.

The thirds started quite well, controlling the opening exchanges against a burly and experienced bunch of Walhainian men. It became clear early on that the referee was in fact applying the rules of Gaelic football, which the thirds were not expecting. On what was a tight pitch, the thirds did well to work the ball down the wings and send Shane galloping into space. However the thirds suffered a sucker punch ten minutes in when a long range free flukily made its way into the back of our net to make it 1-0 to Fossis (Les) CS.

In the minutes that followed, the opposition put pressure on the thirds defence and we were guilty of not clearing balls definitively. However, we managed to keep the opposition at bay until half time, though we sadly couldn’t find the fluid passing in the middle and final thirds that we saw during last week’s game.

After some encouragement and some “get it together for fucks sake” words at halftime, the thirds started the second half much better, pressurising the opposition in their half and creating some very good chances. The midfield moved the ball well with some delicate one touch passing to get in behind their defence. Max was a towering presence in front of the back four, sweeping up any loose ball. Shane was busy up front holding up the ball and getting on the end of some good chances. The defence managed to force the opposition into mostly sending long “hit and hope balls” to the forwards.

But still, what was the undoing of the thirds today was our inability to string more than a few passes together, the result being that we never found much rhythm. Despite terrific effort from all, we didn’t manage to find an equaliser.

Post match? Well, it was back to the Nordic modernist clubhouse for some beers, with guest of honour Gav lifting everyone’s spirits with a large tray of golden Jupiler. Timo was very deservedly named Man of the match. All in all, it was a nice Saturday morning, and we go again next week.

The 3rds entered with weekend on top of the table following a 5-0 forfeit victory in week 1. With the extra week of preseason behind them, and a squad reinvigorated with a quality additions over the summer, the 3rds were confident going into their first match at home against a very good Chiefs side. The game started off slowly with plenty of back-and-forth from both sides. The 3rds saw debuts for Gabriele, Oisín, Robert, and Haakon while the Chiefs seemed to bring back most starters from last year. Their speedy wingers threatened the long ball over the top, but were kept at bay by the FCI back four. A chance free kick just outside of the box was taken perfectly for 0-1 Chiefs. The 3rds drew level off their own free kick shortly after, when Gabriele slotted in his own rebound bottom left corner for 1-1. Further intense attacks and counter attacks amounted to nothing for both sides, with good defensive stands and chances taken wide. Halftime 1-1.

The 3rds had the downhill slope going into the second half and made use of it to keep pressure on the Chiefs. Gabriele won a free kick on the left side of the pitch, well outside of the box. He curled a cross in which met the head of Robert perfectly at the penalty spot, redirecting in for 2-1 FCI. Shortly after the Chiefs’ potent wingers finally broke through on open play, and tapped in the 2-2 equalizer. With time winding down the game grew more physical. Max made his return to Nossegem in the 6 position and made sure the Chiefs felt his presence. Late in the match Gabriele created another chance down the left side of the pitch, dribbling the ball into the box and delivering a shot that the keeper couldn’t hang onto. The ensuing scuffle in front of the net eventually saw Shane with the final poke across the goal line for 3-2 FCI. With victory only minutes away, the 3rds just had to contain the speedy Chiefs forwards. Fatigue had set in though, and one particularly dribbly Chiefs winger was brought down just outside the box for another dangerous free kick. Impossibly well taken, it snuck just over the top of the wall and into the top corner for 3-3 FT.

A well-deserved MOTM to Gabriele.