match report
score: Rest of NIE Select 3 [Name]less 8
scorers: jiaxuan 2, congjing 3, yuxian 1, yewtze 1, bobby 1
attendance: 2000.000+

review: both teams found the pitch invaded as NUS held their own soccer tournament without prior notice. this discourtesy was not taken well by the team, but the netball competition nearby did help smooth things over. hence, it was down to court B for some knockout fun, with the sea of faces creating a din, unfortunately not for us.

we went down first despite creating a whole host of chances that, not surprisingly, went begging. the team that started consisted of wee leong between the sticks, liangfa and wee theng as his defenders, yewtze the pesky dm, tay and congjing up front. bob joined the fray later on, but chance after chance the forwards spurned, particularly tay, who was waging war against the various assortments of defences, while cj was adjusting to the rubbery ball.

after some nervous moments the ball came bouncing out, and substitutejx was there to meet it with a fierce volley that spelled out months of intense frustration. 1-1. bystanders were amused to see his teammates gaping in amazement, but it was a good maiden goal anyway damnit.

after the equaliser, the tension seemed to ease off. yewtze grabbed the second after a huge deflection; nevertheless it was a good effort after he and tay had gone close on some occasions. weetheng seemed to have forgotten sum as he struck an understanding partnership with liangfa in defence, with the latter living up to his nickname as 'fardinand' with composure on the ball. bob was his usual steady self, yet the goals seemed to have dried up since the recovery of his knee. he proved the statement wrong with a blast from the edge of the box.

congjing then further upped his rising stock with a hattrick of well-taken goals. having gone close with a chip that sailed agonisingly past the post, the next few were a series of driven shots that found the mark. tay did the highly difficult stunt of hitting the posts simultaneously, and found himself repeating the act a few more times, before blasting a little too hard past a rather intimidated keeper. the bellow of triumph said more than words ever could.

having scored six on the trot, the team lapsed into complacent mediocrity. the weather was immensely hot, and wee theng, having been solid for the past hour or so, started giving heart attacks to his teammates with some really misplaced headers, one which was sent looping backwards towards a horrified bobby, who had replaced a weary wee leong. anyway the opposition took advantage of this sudden confusion to steal back a goal, much to the chagrin of the defence.

being as fired up as a tired team could be, the team piled on the pressure on various forms of defenders the opponents could throw up. however, being wasteful as usual, it took a while before goal no.7 came. a long ball from wee theng, which bounced rather high and awkwardly, produced a head on clash between keeper and player. inexplicably jx was there to head in the first headed goal of his career. 7-2.

highlights include some amazing acrobatics from wee theng, while bob shocked all the spectators by sliding for a ball with a significant degree of venom and desperation. signs of commitment there.

the opponent then scored one more to bring a more respectable look to the scoreline. but we didn't really care.

manofthematch: wee theng
seriously becoming our rock; despite this overused expression it is more of an understatement here. if sum is indispensable, thengz is proving himself to be too.

quoteofthematch: "you're too big for me." jx sheepishly to opposition defender after being knocked down twice. no gay intentions there.

conclusion: great session, great match. hope this signals the first of the many for some firsts.