Charles-Quint FC

On a sunny and smoggy day with Brussels air quality at an all time low, the seconds had a chance to salvage some pride after securing safety in the previous game.

From the get go the boys were on it, keeping the ball, taking their time, and picking their passes. Early highlights included Papi marauding up the pitch fearlessly, breaking the lines from defence. Matteo also picking the right passes finding Neil and the midfield.

The opposition were organised at the back, but not posing a threat or taking control of the ball. FC Irlande strung together some beautiful passing plays, sometimes through benji and garret on the right side and some times Ryan and Ewan on the left. Picking out lolo’s feet and distributing the ball through Nick and lore. The fist half ended all square, but only because max kept out a good number of shots from counter attack breakaways.

The second half came and we started strong again, Andreas coming in for Nick, and George eventually for jaret. We had a coupla shots on target, from lolo and Andreas who made an instant impact.

Tension was building as it remained 0-0 in to the final quarter. Although we lost the ball countless times in dangerous positions during the game, it was unfortunately Mr Self, playing in his own backyard, newly wed wife watching from the sideline, who decided to “go walkabout” as we say down under, drifting inside from left back, and kindly setting up the opposition attackers. You cannot fault the generosity. Unfortunately they stole and away and slotted home, max flailing helplessly.

The boys finishing strong, with energy going forward in the last 10 mins, including Jimmy gassing himself out after 2 sprints back from injury.

The game ended 1-0 but we can hold our heads high. Good play all round, strong in possession. Time to eat meat, drink piss and go again next week.

MOTM: Papi and Max 🙏🏼

An overcast sky in Nossegem, little wind, though a clear day set the seen for FC Irlande’s match against 8th placed Charles-Quint. Coined the 6 point match, the boys in green were eager to put a W in the win column. Mid way through the first half, Ewan tees up a shot, though a resounding ping reverberates through the pitch. Hope is not lost, an attentive Lolo, jumps on the ball and slots it away for a 1-0 lead to the good. The half time whistle sounds. The Irish attack the second half with vigor. Perhaps too much vigor. Ryan targets his victim, at a full sprint, Ryan leaves his feet and two foots the oncoming winger in the chest, if Ryan’s studs to the chest were not enough, Ryan grabs his nuts and points at the attacker writhing in the pain. The official has no choice to give him his second yellow. In classic Ryan fashion, he throws up the double bird to the referee as he exits the pitch. (Perhaps an over dramatization, though a pulling of the arm of the running winger as he attempted to get by did give Ryan his second yellow and a red). Up a goal and down a man, the boys kept fighting. The ball came forward, with a some clever body work by Gab, he was able to hold off the goal keeper, played an excellent ball into the box, where Lolo was able to pick up a brace. Though the best highlight was yet to come. Late into the second half, the Irish were on the attack, Lolo found himself on the wing, plays a cross into the box, the searching ball, is found by Gab. In what could be his final curtain call at home, Gab leaps off the ground, foot over his head, makes contact with the ball. Silence falls, across the pitch as the ball searches for the back of the net. The silence is broken by the ping of the post, denying a potential Puskas bid. The final whistle blows and the FC Irlande take a resounding win. As the great Jameis Winston once said, we eatin dubs!