Ster’s

Game 2…picture a sunny day in Belgium (yes, in BELGIUM), in the asshole of the Brabant …
After some tactical locker talking (including Jamie’s, whose translation in English still awaits), some welcome logistical and energy push from Matt S. with his lovely daughter, the boys in green entered the pitch …
Neil, Nick and Lolo decided on a strong line up
Max in goal, the Gen Z Matteo and Andreas in center backs, the Dinosaurs Maréchal Clem and myself on the sides, an “English” center midfield (sorry Ewan) made of Neil, Nick and Ewan, last week’s MOTM Benji on the right and “quelle indignité” Booba on the left (subbing for MAGA Nate who unfortunately got injured during warm up), and finally Lolo 🕰️ up front … Our very own dictator from Ghana Georgie being ready to step up (while awaiting a phone call about the outcome of the putsch he masterminded in Ghana)…also Boomer Gineste came to cheer us up (on his way to Amsterdam), as well as Big Daddy Gabba escaping his mom-to-be supporting duties …
Let it be clear : this was not our greatest performance …we were much more on a reacting mode rather than leading the pitch, with waves of attacks on their end crashing on pour strong defense over and over again ! The lads trying to push the ball up but too often rushing and losing the ball before the opponent’s box….
In any case, the FCI boys kept the energy, the discipline amd the composure …0-0 half time …
The second half being pretty much the same (as Gabba said it:”we have not done 3 passes in a row”….sad but true …)
Anyway, on a counter attack Nick pressured their midfielder and got the ball to Lolo, who pushed it to Ewan who nicely went on the right, and crossed a beauty all the way back to Lolo who headed cooly the ball in the net…1-0 FCI
From then on we faced yet again waves of their attacks crashing on our defense…
We got an opportunity to go for 2-0 with Ewan (who decided that he wanted to keep the suspense on until the end) having a one on one with the keeper who slided the ball away…
The end of the game was intense with Ster’s pushing to score the equalizer (including their fat cunt “idiot du village” number 9 …to no avail…)
End whistle: 1-0 FCI (NB:we scored more than we conceded ergo we won !)
MOTM : Ewan (more than well deserved !)
2nd MOTM : Clem (who showed that boomers don’t get pension checks but still work their ass off )

6 points, clean sheet …chalalala