Jagex Crush Cosmos

Jagex 3 - 1 Cambridge Cosmos Thirds

Team - Fardell (GK), Ben Walther, Gaz, Irish Darren, Scottish Dave, Danno, Gilly, Ryan Winfield, Glenn, Sweatman, Pete Lovell. Subs - Jacob Coles

Jagex continued their return to form with a scrappy doo of a 3-1 win over Cambridge Cosmos thirds. 

No Dan Crick this week, so pre-match "top bantz" was kept to a minimum. I did have a slightly odd chat with Darren pre-match where he referenced a previous match report and informed me that he is from the "Island of Ireland", so I had to get it right next time. Clearly a geography fan, that one. It was nice at least to return to the slightly grassier fields of Coldhams Common this week, after the horticultural horrors of the previous week.

Also, another week, another re-jigged team. We may well have one of the most varied squads in Cambridge, with some players turning up week in week out, some playing once in a blue moon, and some playing even less frequently than that. We are eternally searching for the new Piers Morgan, who was our stalwart play maker last season but has, sadly, caught a form of leg disease that is previously unknown to medical science. This week we even had new, improved, not-at-all-hungover Danno: rather than I-got-really-wrecked-last-night-lads Danno. They look deceptively similar in appearance, except one is slightly more green.

The first minutes of the game were incredible as Jagex took the lead almost right from the off. A quick Cosmos attack from kick-off ended up looping into Fardell's hands. He booted the ball down field where Glenn picked it up, muscled his way through and picked out Sweatman on his left. Sweatman, makes no mistakes when put clean through, and he dispatched the ball low to the keeper's left.

Slightly shell shocked, Cosmos struggled to exert any pressure on the ball. Gilly had traded his usual job refereeing for a role as play-maker in midfield, ably supported by Ryan and Glenn. Each took it in turns to start attacks with the others covering, and Jagex retainED control of the initial exchanges, with Danno and Sweatman offering overlapping options on both wings. Darren and Gaz slotted nicely into centre back, with one loud and one quite a bit quieter - although little troubled them early on. Walther found himself at his usual preferred position of right back and started a few attacks following exchanges with Sweatman or Glenn. Scottish Dave had been shunted to left back, but made early good use of his right footed abilities to free Danno on a couple of occasions with looping balls over the top. It was all Jagex.

Cosmos came into the game a little more after about 15 minutes, with one attacked falling fortuitously through for a one-on-one, which Fardell did well to smother. One of their players with a great bit giant mop of blonde hair, held back with a rather fetching elastic band, was a dominant force in midfield. In keeping with his chirpy nature, Darren christened him the dancing queen, and marked the hell out of him. Most of the Cosmos shots were poor efforts from distance, and they were struggling to probe or penetrate at all. 

The Jagex second came from a set piece. After we won a couple of decent corners, which were well delivered by Danno and Sweatman respectively, but cleared, the ball found itself out on the right. An interchange between Glenn and Sweatman saw the latter fouled. Walther was keen to take the set piece, but was ushered off the ball by Gilly. Darren chirped in, as ever, with a comment that suggested their keeper couldn't catch a cold. Gilly responded to this by placing a great high ball into the centre of the box, Lovell leapt like a gazelle evading a lion, and directed the ball into the goal using top of his noggin, giving the keeper no chance. 2-0 and barely 20 minutes gone.

Cosmos reacted well to going further down, fashioning a few more chances and some possession, although most of their efforts were long range hopeful punts rather than genuine decent chances. They got back into the game after a bit of a comedy moment from Fardell - again racing out of his goal but getting nowhere near the onrushing player on the right side. Gaz cleared for Fardell, but unfortunately the ball pinged about a bit and found it's way to a Cosmos player who let fly with a great shot that nestled in off the inside of the post. Buoyed by their goal the Cosmos players really stepped up their game. Jagex responded in kind, and the tempo really kicked up at this point, with both teams really pushing the accelerator peddle. Some neat attacks down the left from Dave and Danno were complemented by a few driving runs from Glenn and a great little move from Ryan. Sadly lots of the Jagex attacks ended up being over-hit down the middle, with the keeper claiming easily. Each time their keeper was asked to deal with a pass-back, Darren chirped in with "lift it keeps" despite being about 80 yards away. He always has something to say.

The high tempo lasted till half time, but it didn't result in many actual clean and clear chances. Shortly before half-time, I had a wonderful personal moment which I thought was worth sharing. A dog walker, who looked deceptively like David Bellamy, wandered past the back of my goal and said, very loudly in my direction, "I wouldn't want to be you". I'm not entirely sure which aspect of 'me' he wouldn't want to be - I'm hoping he just didn't fancy the look of being a very cold goalkeeper on Coldhams Common on a Sunday morning, rather than anything more personal.

Half-time, 2-1. The second half saw Sweatman come off and Jacob Coles come onto the right wing position. Jagex didn't completely switch off from the restart for the first time this season, and actually started the second half in ok fashion.  Jacob was fouled within minutes of coming on by a rough shoulder barge earning a free kick. Cosmos weren't happy with the referee and let it be known, even though he was their choice of referee. A point of note is that the referee was a dead ringer for Santa in almost every respect. In fact, I think we may well have discovered what Santa does in his off season.

Cosmos fashioned an early chance when a player skinned Dave down the Jagex left, made space and delivered. Walther did just enough to put the striker off, and he scuffed his shot, allowing Fardell to make the save. With their tails up, Cosmos won a few challenges and probed. Daz and Gaz both reacted well to the pressure, putting in some solid challenges and clearances. Fardell held onto a few crosses and through balls cleanly, and Jagex just spent time soaking up the pressure. Ben then had to leave the field of play for work. Ben Walther is a council employee that deals with residential issues and disturbances. This weekend was noisy cats apparently, so he toddled off, took a call and re-assured someone that the evil cats would be silenced. He gets paid £30 extra for his trouble at weekends. Not bad work if you can get it.

Sweatman came back on in place of Ben, and settled into a free role in the centre. Ryan pushed to right back for a bit and executed some of his trade mark heavy tackling. Jacob was seeing some action down the right, and helped earn a couple of corners. From one of these, for the second week running, the opposition started a full blooded attack through the middle. Fardell raced from his goal and judged the interception perfectly this time, smothering the ball with his chest just outside of the box. Cosmos had seen nothing really for all their pressure, and tempers frayed a bit amongst their players.

At this point, somehow, the ball ended up with Glenn in the box, I think it was via Danno or Gilly. He held on well to fashion a half chance, and after the ball pinged about in the box for a bit, it fell kindly to Jacob Coles at what we shall call the "Dirk Kuyt distance" of 1 yard from the line. He finished with aplomb, and that was more or less that. Cosmos earned a couple of free kicks from the re-start, both in dangerous positions, but the delivery was wanting in each instance.

There was still time for two curious occurrences. Gaz plays a lot of football, and he had to dash off before the end to deal with his other game of football for today. Two full lots of almost 90 minutes in one day! Another re-shuffled saw Gilly shifted to centre back, Walther came on at right back and Ryan pushed into midfield. Cosmos created one more chance of note, when, for the second week in a row, Fardell allowed the opposition to engage in the soccer am crossbar challenge, watching in statuesque fashion as a long range shot over everyone rebounded off the crossbar but away to safety.

So it ended 3-1 to Jagex. My final thought, Cambridge Cosmos is an odd, and probably slightly ambitious team name.

Harris Scores (a goal) in Tight Jagex Win

Eastern Counties 2 - 3 Jagex FC

Team - Fardell (GK), Walther, Daz, Henniker-Heaton, Crick, Danno, Simmonds, Harris, Balls, Scottish Dave, Lovell. Subs - Scottish Craig, Dave?

This week saw our first win in what seems like forever, in an away game against Eastern Counties FC in Meldreth. At 9am on match-day, Pete only had 9 players, having lost some to illness and family issues. Using his best guilt tripping skills he made some late calls, including to an invalid Fardell who turned up, chock full of cold and stuffed to the gills with the finest legal pharmaceuticals money can buy. Some of the team ended up on a road to nowhere struggling to find the recreation ground in Meldreth, which they seemed to believe was on the way to Stansted. I swear, without Sat Nav, some people are hopeless in the modern world. If there is an apocalypse, I doubt some of this team could figure out how to make fire, let alone re-create civilisation anew.

The pitch at Meldreth was so free of grass it looked as though it had been targeted by agent orange during the Vietnam war. Add to this that the groundsman had run out of white paint about halfway through de-marking the pitch and the swamp thing like conditions, well let's just say it was a bit ropey. Pre-match we did our best to lose our best balls, including one brand new shiny one that had never been used in anger. Well done, Pete.

Despite being the home team, the opposition managed to turn up incredibly late, and despite being late, insisted on going through a full pre-match warm up routine, including some Tai Chi style stretching. They were a combination of the more aged of Sunday leaguers, and those with youth and hair gel on their side, but no-one really in the middle.

Jagex started on the back foot, as we always seem to do, conceding some early pressure. A couple of minutes into the game though and a breakaway saw Jagex win their first corner. The ball was delivered by Danno, went a couple of inches past the statuesque Counties goalkeeper, and was buried into the net by Jens' forehead.

Jagex retained the ball reasonably well from there on in for much of the rest of the half. Harris, shaking off a hangover, actually played quite well in the centre of the park - this despite telling everyone on Facebook at 4am that he was still wasted. This week is officially his last game, and he will never ever play for us again. Ever. Apparently.  Until he happens to come back to Cambridge to play for us again in a few months' time.

Pete Simmonds, sporting an eternally unfashionable "el gringo" style moustache, was playing a mixed role of starting attacks quarter back style and also being required to defend repeatedly and heavily in many areas of the park, but he was manfully up to the task. Danno looked a little bit ropey on the left at the start - sorry Danno - as he was clearly trying to shake off the after effects of an evening at the venerable Lola Los . Scottish Dave was also being a useful outlet on the right, and is growing into the team nicely following his recent acquisition. If I knew his real name, I'd stop calling him Scottish Dave.

One of the dominating features of the first half, and indeed much of the game, was the general awfulness of the Eastern Counties' referee. He seemed to struggled to remember to blow his whistle when indicating decisions, generally struggled to keep up with play (or indeed watch play), and made a number of really odd decisions. One notable moment from the first half involved a Counties player taking a throw-in with a technique reminiscent of Lasith Malinga, and falling over in the process. This was a legal throw-in, apparently. The poor refereeing led to Jagex committing the immortal sin of not playing to the whistle, with Daz memorably completely stopping still when the ball went out of play in comic fashion, and Counties fashioning and wasting a chance in the process.

A Counties player launched a shot in from 25 yards at one point. Fardell, supremely confident of the size of his goal, allowed the ball to kiss his crossbar before coming back down into his waiting arms. It may have been a bit like this . Blushes spared?

It was nice to have Daz back, alongside Jens. Daz is Northern Irish and, well, let's just say he is very vocal. Jens and Daz both take a loud and agricultural approach to clearances, which is no bad thing. Counties exerted some pressure, with Dan Crick helping cut across and cover wonderfully in defence. A resulting Counties corner saw Fardell come and connect with a hilarious punch, only managing to gently pat the ball down to their onrushing striker, who was clearly so surprised by the course of events, he stepped over the ball. The punching got slightly better later on, honestly. Fardell was also going walkabout in his area a few times, in a strange effort to relieve pressure from his hitherto untroubled defence. In truth, Ben Walther has been on at me for weeks about, 'helping my defenders out' by tearing off my line more, so I followed this advice with suicidal effect a couple of times, and was repeatedly told to "get back in the f%^king goal". I don't feel I can win here....

Balls was playing in the unfamiliar role of central midfield, and released Danno with a perfectly weighted through ball. Danno found himself one-on-one with the Goliath of a keeper, but couldn't find a way through. In truth, the keeper did well. Our new sub, who had kindly volunteered to help out, I can't remember his name so I'll call him Dan, came on in place of Scottish Dave, for a couple of minutes towards the end of the half. Sadly they were a quite traumatic couple of minutes, as he had to go off again with a strained something-or-other, and never returned to the field of play. 

The final action of the first half saw a couple of Counties free kicks. One was stopped from going out by Walther and inadvertently played back to a Counties player. Ben recovered absolutely brilliantly to put a vital block in and send the ball careening away from goal. The other free kick was a comfortable routine save from Fardell, although "comfortable routine save" and "Fardell" don't often sit well in the same sentence.

I remember Lovell being a real nuisance, as he always is, on the right in the first half, but he was much more dominant in the second, so I'll skip his display for the moment in the interest of an attempt at brevity. So, half time, 1-0 to Jagex. This week we had Crick and Lovell in the same team, and you know what that means; terrible half-time banter. This week Crick had really upset the referee, Pete asked him to calm down, and then Dan and Pete went at it like two little boys arguing over whose turn it was to play PlayStation. It never gets old, and at the same time, it's incredibly dull and predictable.

The start of the second half saw Jagex, classically, switch off completely and concede possession to the opposition. Once we'd let them have a go of it, as we seem to feel we must, we won some possession back, and Balls and Danno won a corner. The ball hit the deck in their box, and did it's own little version of pinball wizard, but sadly didn't find the net. Counties came into the game a bit more after that, and only some good tracking and interceptions from Danno, Harris and Simmonds - who had a cracking defensive second half - prevented clear chances arising. A lofted ball to the back stick saw two Counties players and two Jagex players tussling for the ball. Both Counties players went down theatrically. Penalty awarded. I'll be honest, you've seen them given, as everyone was involved in a bit of a tangle, and there were few Jagex protests. From the resultant spot kick, Fardell dived the right way but didn't get near, as it was slotted to his left. 1-1. 

Jens and Daz had to really combine, helped out ably by Crick and Walther, to help stem a resurgent Counties tide at this point, as they really had their blood up for a period. Jagex then exerted some control, in search of the goal we felt we deserved. Very few chances were clear cut, with Danno and Balls both creating presentable chances, but the goalkeeper remained untroubled. Then the goal came.

Daz found himself out the right, and pumped a very high very hopeful ball into the box. For some reason the keeper let it bounce, and predictably it flew over his head. Lovell, steaming in as he always does, absolutely walloped it in for good measure, but it was already over the line. Lovell has been known to court attention in a selfish manner, and this attempted goal theft was classic Pete. One for the dubious goals committee, perhaps, but we're crediting Daz with this one.

Suddenly realising that the Counties' keeper was a bit of a Fardell, Jagex had a few more hopeful digs, although none of any quality. Pete made a real nuisance of himself on the right, and somehow held onto the ball and bounced and trundled his way past three much smaller Counties players to create one wasted chance. Scottish Dave was getting a fair bit of quite rough treatment on the right, probably for having the temerity to skin players and create chances. In search of a third, Jagex pushed on. Thereafter followed some immense tracking back from Danno, when a Jagex corner (usually a sign that, you know, we're on the front foot) somehow ended up in a 4 on 1 Counties attack. If he hadn't covered the 60 odd yards to get back, it would have been down to Fardell to save the day.

The fairytale ending of David Harris' Jagex career (in a football sense) then happened. Danno magically fashioned a lofted chip to Pete Lovell in the left corner. Pete showed quite brilliantly coordinated feet for a big chap, and dinked a splendid cross to the back post, where David "Currysnorter" Harris buried a header in the manner of Nicholas Bendtner. Pete Lovell even then gave him the opportunity to cherish this precious moment, by subbing him off for Scottish Craig, allowing him a moment to savour the applause of the assembled fans.

Shortly after this Craig and Simmonds combined to help put Balls clean through on goal. Balls sadly found the onrushing form of the keeper was so large it blotted out the goal, and most of the sun, so he was unable to see where to direct the ball. A couple of counties free kicks were earned and well cleared, with Fardell punching one well clear. Another corner saw the ball ping around in the box and a Counties player let rip with a bit of a thunder bastard of a half volley, which Fardell did well to hold onto. Craig helped create a few chances down the left. Danno had really helped out defensively, and had to come off after one too many kicks on the shins, to be replaced by Harris for the final stretch. 

Eastern Counties FC then brought on a substitute with a large bushy beard who looked slightly old. Daz, sensing that this chap wouldn't be the toughest to mark shouted out, "It's ok lads, I'll get Rolf Harris". In truth, if the guy had come on with a wobble board and and sung, "tie my kangaroo down sport", he would have had more of an impact on proceedings. However, he did get to witness the goal that heralded the arrival of squeaky bum time. Jagex tried about 10 times to clear a loose ball in the box, and a Counties player shot through Daz's legs, with the ball nestling in the corner.

At this we collapsed a bit, and some late faffing from various players saw us try and give Counties a point. Jens intercepted a few. Crick helped out well. Simmonds and Scottish Dave both had cracking defensive efforts late on in the second half, really helping out when we were backs against the wall. Even Lovell was seen defending, imagine that.The pressure was finally relieved by Walther absolutely tonking a clearance down the right to bring the final whistle. And so it ended.

Finally, a word of thanks to Kelly Walther Lovell for turning up and cheering us on. We may not have many fans, but the ones we do have are very welcome.

We got a point! We got a point!

Team - Fardell (GK); Walther, Henniker-Heaton, Balls, Minney, Danno, Winfield, Simmonds, Harris, Sweatman, Lovell - Subs - Scottish Dave

Jagex drew 2-2 with Zebra FC this week in a well contested and exciting game.

Whilst I am near certain that the team chose their name based on the fact they'd picked up a bargain basement black and white kit from Sports Direct, it's not the African animal name I'd choose to strike awe into the hearts of the opposition. I mean, Lion FC, Tigers United, even Elephant Athletic would give the opposition a sense of foreboding, but Zebra FC. I mean, a Zebra is basically a stripey horse that Lions like to eat.

Anyway, I digress. We were delighted to welcome back Jens Henniker-Heaton this week from his three week sojourn to Australia. He's come back carrying a few extra pounds (barbecues and beer no doubt) and an incredible Olof Mellberg lookalike beard. We had something close to our strongest XI, if you take out the fact that Piers Morgan can't play. Zebra and Jagex have had some good tussles in the past, so we expected a tough game. 

Jagex started on the front foot, with Pete Simmonds and Dave Harris seeing lots of the ball, and Ryan Winfield helping start play from deep. There weren't really any clear cut opening chances, except when Mark Fardell took his awful goal kicks, with the linesman sparing his blushes with one close offside. Pete Lovell was being a handful up front and Jens Henniker-Heaton and Arran Balls had slotted in nicely alongside each other. Wayne Minney was at the unfamiliar position of left-back, but was linking up with Danno well, and Walther and Sweatman were linking up well down the right. So far, so cohesive. 

Jagex didn't create many clear cut changes, as with the wind in our favour, lots of chances were being over-hit, and passing harmlessly through to their keeper. Harris had clearly been on his own in the park the day before practising, as he repeatedly managed some successful Cruyf turns whilst retaining control of the ball. Bravo Dave, bravo. 

With the balance of play slightly favouring Jagex, something wonderful happened. Harris picked up the ball on the left by dispossessing one of their number, and sent a raking ball over to Walther on the right wing. He pinged a first time ball to Sweatman, who picked it up and brilliantly danced into the far right corner before whipping a low ball all the way across the box to Danno. Danno took his time and hit a great little shot to the right, but the keeper did extremely well to partially block it with his left leg. In keeping with the African theme, Pete Lovell charged through like a rampaging rhinoceros, and then leapt with the daintiness of a gazelle, before bullying the deflected ball into the net via a chest or shoulder. The keeper could count himself unlucky, but it was a great move, thoroughly deserving of a goal.

Zebra came back strongly, earning a free kick near the edge from a Balls foul. This was belted through, evaded everyone, and somehow Fardell held on. Zebra attacked from the resultant goal kick down the Jagex right, and Henniker-Heaton slid to the intercept the ball, in the process showing most people his rather fetching pants. Walther made one rampaging run on the overlap, teeing up with Sweatman nicely to create another chance before a tactical change from Lovell saw Sweatman off, Scottish Dave on at right back and Walther pushed up to right wing. Walther and Fardell exchanged words about a seemingly innocuous incident. Henniker-Heaton used his hammer of a right foot to take goal kicks and free kicks, but most were too deep to cause any trouble.

Zebra continued to press, causing Minney a bit of trouble on the left. With the "which way should I be going" radar slightly befuddled he ran directly towards his own goal, before Fardell snuck in and put it behind for a corner. The resulting corner wasn't really cleared before getting pumped out to the left. Balls and Minney combined to concede a free kick near the corner flag. The ball was delivered, bounced in the six yard box, and was nodded in unchallenged by a Zebra centre forward. Fardell and possibly one of the centre backs were the culprits, but it was a good delivery, one of many good deliveries we faced from corners and free kicks. Fardell then raced off his line (shock, horror!) to clear one before half time came. This half time didn't feature Dan Crick - so there was no terrible banter between Lovell and Crick - and tempers didn't flare in the Jagex team talk - a pleasant change.

Jagex started the second half woefully on the back foot, as we have for many a second half, and concede a series of four of five corners, which were all well struck, but evaded everyone except Henniker-Heaton's head. Fardell managed to palm one corner behind for another corner without anyone noticing except the referee.

Jagex finally got their foot onto the ball and Danno skipped down the left before earning Jagex a corner. From the delivery, Balls found himself on the end of it, but somehow it went over. Zebra then carried on where they had left off, with Lovell spending of his time defending rather than attacking. Scottish Dave earned a good chance down the right, skipping past two of the opposition number and teeing up Winfield to earn another Jagex corner, but nothing came from it other than a Zebra attack. Fardell was alert and came off his line and out of his box (twice in one game!) to clear one, before the rebound was picked up by the Zebra centre forward who let fly with a daisy cutter which Fardell did well to hold onto. Peter Lovell started holding up play a little better, and managed to feed Danno, Simmonds and Walther on the overlap in a series of attacks.

At some point Walther came off to be replaced by Sweatman on the right. The ball made it's way into the right corner, was delivered and a Zebra player raised his hands and pushed Pete Lovell. I'm not sure what he think he was doing, as Pete is quite big and fairly angry, so pushing him is not good for your health. The referee was certain it was a penalty. Who would take it, one wondered, Captain fantastic and all round forward Lovell. Danno, Simmonds or Sweatman? No, it fell to centre back Henniker-Heaton to step up use the power of his manly beard, and slot it to the keeper's left.

The injustice of a penalty spurred Zebra on, and they attacked, and attacked and attacked. Several more corners were mercifully defended. Minney was crunched at some point, and Ryan, Simmonds and Sweatman did a cracking job helping out in defence at different points. Zebra earned a free quick that was walloped with some venom down the middle, and Fardell used his legs and hands to stop it, and miraculously hold onto it.

Sadly, all the pressure from Zebra paid off. A ball ended up on the right, was pinged across to the left, was missed by all defenders (one of whom did a wonderful air kick) and one of the three unmarked Zebra players pinged it into the right of the goal with a soft but accurate shot. It was the least they deserved for dominating much of the second half, and came with a couple of minutes to spare. Jagex woke up and tried to attack, with one ball sending Harris clean through. If you look up "woeful" in the dictionary, next to it there may well be a little video of Dave's attempted left foot finish.

Danno was then sent scurrying through with a great ball from someone [Insert Name Here], before unleashing a cracking left foot strike against the corner stanchion. The final action of the game saw Dave Harris once more in a great position. If he'd squared it to Pete, Jagex would have won 3-2. As it is, he tried to bend it into the far corner, and it went sadly wide. There was even time for Walther to hit a great little cross onto Pete's noggin, but sadly Pete couldn't convert.

So it finished, 2-2. A good game played in the right spirit, and probably a fair result all told, since Zebra deserved something from a game where they had managed to exert so much pressure. There was also no needle in the game.

Sadly, this might be Dave "Chopper" Harris' last game. We'll be sad to lose him. He can snort curry better than any man we know, has good feet for a big man and occasionally engages in good banter on an evening out. We won't missing his shooting ability though. Seriously.

Jagex Lose Again...

I didn't play this game, but in the interests of trying to keep this blog vaguely up-to-date, I think the result needs to be included.

Jagex lost 5-1 to Royston Rovers at Royston. I've talked to a few of those who did play and this is what they've told me...

We had to go to another county, as Royston is "over the border" according to some of our number. It's not the island of Ireland chaps, I think Cambridgeshire and Hertfordshire are basically fairly similar. The way it's been described to me - 

Cambridgeshire folk are a bit like this -


And Royston folk are a little bit like this -



Some people are taken to exaggeration...

The opposition were: a) extremely young; b) very fit; and c) had used way too much hair gel.

Peter Lovell may have picked up the ball, rounded 6 of their players before letting fly with an unstoppable strike from 50 yards, which broke the net and carried on going. Apparently the ball was last seen passing the Hubble telescope. 

Pete may have made stuff up about his goal.

Ryan Winfield may have absolutely crunched one of their chaps.

Pete Simmonds may have had a cracking stint in the middle of the park.

Some of the goals we conceded were apparently a little on the "soft" side - I've heard words like "daisy cutter", "air kick" and "bobbler" in reference to a couple of their strikes.

On the plus side, everyone I've spoke to said we have played much better, and losing by 4 goals is a shed-load better than the last few weeks, so onwards and upwards.