Played footy on a Saturday morning for the first time in ages this weekend - too many Council advice surgeries, kilts to buy, and other exciting things to do in recent weeks - and it was a great game as we came from 2-0 down against one of the best sides in the league to draw 2-2.
But we all know that a 2-0 lead is the hardest score to have in football, so perhaps a 2-2 draw was not that surprising a result at that point.
And 2-2 draws are always more satisfying than 2-0 draws, I find.
Playing on pitch at right back (in the changing room, haha!) I even scored the first goal in the comeback - but was rather more impressed by goal line clearance at 2-0 down. The centre forward rounded the keeper and smashed the ball full force at the goal - I just stood there and manfully powered the ball off the line with my head, grunting like a Neanderthal as I repelled the shot upfield and chased the follow up. They shall not pass.
It was at this point, about 30 seconds after the impact of the shot that the adrenalin finally wore off and I just stood there with my head spinning, promising myself I would never be so stupid as to stop the ball with my head ever again. (Although in fairness the spinning head could have been due to the fact that our kit hadn't been washed from last week and probably could have been reclassified as chemically hazardous had a Government Inspector inspected it at the weekend. :-/)
But back to my goal. A glorious, well placed, looping effort into the far corner off my shoulder. I think the keeper was done for pace (a severe lack of it) as he attempted to flap it away. Not a lot of people are good enough to be able to score with their shoulder, a lot of people claimed it was a fluke, but when Cristiano Ronaldo tries it next weekend then you'll see the genius of it.
In fact I think my shoulder is probably the freest scoring shoulder in the whole of the league. It is potent. More deadly potent than even our kit. Respect my shoulder. ;-)
The other interesting thing from the game on Saturday was that on the way back the exhaust fell off my car. Now a lot of people will think this is coincidental, but it made me think back to the last time my exhaust blew up - again on that occasion I had scored a goal. Actually it was two goals that game.
So goodness only knows what will happen if I ever score a hat-trick!
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(BTW this photo is just a helpful aid to let you know what my free scoring shoulder may look like - the picture wasn't taken on Saturday. Actually, it's my other shoulder that scored at the weekend, so perhaps I am just trying to lull people into a false sense of security about my secret weapon. The other shoulder is frightening...some say awesome...too awesome for a mere photograph on this blog. ;-))
