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Feb. 1st, 2009 09:33 pmWent online at noon to check if the one match I was due to be Statto for this afternoon was on. It was postponed thanks to a snow-covered pitch, so I rang Lisa to find out if the Hawk girls' Portsmouth Cup semi-final with Horndean was going ahead. Got her voicemail, but Trevor answered his phone and said it was on, so I made straight for Fort Blockhouse.
Three of our girls were out of the side after travelling to watch Portsmouth at Fulham yesterday and going on the razzle all day. Rob experimented with 'Wingless Wonders', a 4-3-3 formation with Jenna F playing left-back. Before the game Rob announced to the girls that we'd scored 99 goals so far this season. As the girls lined up for kick-off, Jenna F shivered and remarked that it was freezing. "That's a measure of how cold it is," I said to Rob and Dick, "it's too cold for Eskimo Jen!" Simon said to Jenna F "We want a goal from you today," she said she'd score first, to bag the hundredth. Before two minutes were up Jenna went foraging forward and fired a speculative shot over the bar from 20 yards. "She wants it," Rob grinned.
Alas, she didn't get it. In the fifth minute Lisa Cooper scored our first. It wasn't a vintage performance but Jenna and Abi played well in their new defensive roles and Jodie, on as sub for the last 20 minutes, added plenty of spark and scored a late goal as the girls laboured their way to a 4-0 win. We got some snow during the second half. The one down side was Charlie took a bad knock on the ankle just before half time and had to come off. Hope she's OK for next week.
This evening I went to the ice rink to see our local ice hockey team Solent & Gosport Devils. The woman in the tea bar was in a really bad mood for some reason. I asked her for a hot dog, she said she had none, I asked what food she had and she pointed at the wall - "The list's over there" - all in a thoroughly surly manner. In the programme it said Slough, the opposition, had had problems this season; that was apparent when the squads lined up. Solent had a full squad of 20-odd while Slough had just six players. So those six had to play iron man hockey while Solent made constant interchanges.
Sat alongside me for the first period were a group of teenage girls, who all seemed to know some of the players personally and made constant in jokes. When the announcer asked us all to please stand for the national anthem, one of them moaned "We're not American, we're English." Of course, it was the British anthem they played. This girl was weirded out by me, apparently all because I was softly singing along with the music and because she and I made accidental eye contact once. More than once she pointed at me and whispered stuff to her coterie of friends. At the end of the first period they disappeared to pastures unknown and never returned.
Another teenage girl and her mother were much more friendly. They'd been sat behind me for the first period; when the clique left the adjacent seats, these two moved across into the two vacated top row seats and invited me to move up into the top row next to them.
The Devils, unsurprisingly, won 11-0 but respect to Slough for turning up to play. They're still playing Gary bloody Glitter when a goal is scored, although they tactfully didn't bother after the 9th and 10th goals - but did for the 11th. Throughout the game snatches of music played, mostly songs I love - Twisted Sister's We're Not Gonna Take It, Run DMC's It's Tricky and Walk This Way, The Proclaimers' I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles) and more. I'll be going again.
For readers in the States, and any Brits who are staying up for it : enjoy the Superbowl.
Three of our girls were out of the side after travelling to watch Portsmouth at Fulham yesterday and going on the razzle all day. Rob experimented with 'Wingless Wonders', a 4-3-3 formation with Jenna F playing left-back. Before the game Rob announced to the girls that we'd scored 99 goals so far this season. As the girls lined up for kick-off, Jenna F shivered and remarked that it was freezing. "That's a measure of how cold it is," I said to Rob and Dick, "it's too cold for Eskimo Jen!" Simon said to Jenna F "We want a goal from you today," she said she'd score first, to bag the hundredth. Before two minutes were up Jenna went foraging forward and fired a speculative shot over the bar from 20 yards. "She wants it," Rob grinned.
Alas, she didn't get it. In the fifth minute Lisa Cooper scored our first. It wasn't a vintage performance but Jenna and Abi played well in their new defensive roles and Jodie, on as sub for the last 20 minutes, added plenty of spark and scored a late goal as the girls laboured their way to a 4-0 win. We got some snow during the second half. The one down side was Charlie took a bad knock on the ankle just before half time and had to come off. Hope she's OK for next week.
This evening I went to the ice rink to see our local ice hockey team Solent & Gosport Devils. The woman in the tea bar was in a really bad mood for some reason. I asked her for a hot dog, she said she had none, I asked what food she had and she pointed at the wall - "The list's over there" - all in a thoroughly surly manner. In the programme it said Slough, the opposition, had had problems this season; that was apparent when the squads lined up. Solent had a full squad of 20-odd while Slough had just six players. So those six had to play iron man hockey while Solent made constant interchanges.
Sat alongside me for the first period were a group of teenage girls, who all seemed to know some of the players personally and made constant in jokes. When the announcer asked us all to please stand for the national anthem, one of them moaned "We're not American, we're English." Of course, it was the British anthem they played. This girl was weirded out by me, apparently all because I was softly singing along with the music and because she and I made accidental eye contact once. More than once she pointed at me and whispered stuff to her coterie of friends. At the end of the first period they disappeared to pastures unknown and never returned.
Another teenage girl and her mother were much more friendly. They'd been sat behind me for the first period; when the clique left the adjacent seats, these two moved across into the two vacated top row seats and invited me to move up into the top row next to them.
The Devils, unsurprisingly, won 11-0 but respect to Slough for turning up to play. They're still playing Gary bloody Glitter when a goal is scored, although they tactfully didn't bother after the 9th and 10th goals - but did for the 11th. Throughout the game snatches of music played, mostly songs I love - Twisted Sister's We're Not Gonna Take It, Run DMC's It's Tricky and Walk This Way, The Proclaimers' I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles) and more. I'll be going again.
For readers in the States, and any Brits who are staying up for it : enjoy the Superbowl.
