GAME 1 - FCB vs Bluff OB
Well last night answered many questions posed in the run up to our much publicised cup run, the obvious being; “Is FC Burrough a cup team?” The answer, “Not this season.” But we all know that throughout football’s history many a giant has fallen at the first hurdle, and now you can add us to that list. The team was a combination of “socialites” and “regular” Commercial league players in the wake of our huge injury crisis. But to be fair to the lads they played well, and squandered some fairly easy chances early on, which would’ve changed the whole complexion of the game. The midfield comprising of Lee Withers, Gary Nossiter, Dave Perry and the pick of the bunch, Mike Pienaar, commanded the game for most of the first half and the beginning of the second half, but had little to show for their efforts. Whilst Craig “Simmo” Simpson, our MOTM on the night, was commanding in the nets, and also did his share to keep us alive, most notably in stopping the Bluff OB striker in a one on one just before half time. He narrowed the angle like a seasoned professional and made himself “big” like a toby cornered in a rock pool, to deny the opposition. In the second half, with the referee clearly blowing in one direction, we found ourselves under huge pressure. Our strikers were always offside, whilst Bluff OB were not offside once (I think the referee was an Irish bloke from Umlazi), and basically that’s how they opened the scoring when their striker left his campsite and ran through on goal, and even an inflated Simmo couldn’t keep it out...0-1. The concentration wavered and a lapse allowed Bluff OB’s to double the pain almost immediately by side footing the ball past an advancing Simmo...2-0, and with a few minutes to go the tie was over as a contest. Simmo did mention after the game that he hadn’t kept clean sheets for quite a while, but alas it was too late, the horse had already bolted. To revert to the old adage, “there’s always next year”, unless we get struck by a meteorite between now and then. So now the focus is back to the league, and to Wednesday night, when the lads will drag themselves down to the appropriately named Lords and Legends grounds (who knows we might feel at home there) to play our “coastal cousins” the Volt Energy Twini team (also out of the cup, and battered and bruised too) in what could be described as something resembling a wheelchair basketball match. Can they come back from the 4-1 drubbing dished out at the Fortress Fairfield in the early part of the season – we’ll see?