A blustery day down by the river, saw Sala give a 2 goal head start as a true test of their fighting qualities. Quite literally from the kick off, Sala, were dispossessed, and then stood and watched as opponent played a neat one two on the edge of the box, allowing their striker space to dink the ball over our keeper. As Sala tried to figure out what was going on, opponent went about the business of doubling the scoreline. From fully thirty five yards, their midfielder thumped a shot in off the angle of post and bar, a superb strike.
Tensions began showing in the Sala team immediately and it seemed for a time that they may self destruct. But fortune favours the brave, and as Sala pushed forward a nice through ball from our midfielder found a sala player in space. With the ball bouncing awkwardly, he did well to slice it past the oncoming keeper. 2v1.
Sala continued to turn the screw for the rest of the first half, despite a couple of hairy moments at the back. With sala two big boys completely dominant in the air though, opponent's attacks began to dry up.
At half time our new boy came on and impressed everyone with his quick feet and cool head. Sala pushed forward relentlessly in search of an equaliser from the start.
It arrived after about ten minutes, when following a melee in the box, the ball broke (was passed by Toby?) kindly to a sala boy who put it into the roof of the net. 2v2
Minutes later one of our teammate thought that he had given Sala the lead, but his header from a corner was ruled offside. With no more imperious a witness than TML's own Sid Lloyd, there was little complaint. Sala didnt have to wait long though, side midfielders found more and more room out wide as ther game went on, and a Jap boy began overlapping well up the right. After one such attack was broken up, our striker swung the ball back into the box where another striker was waiting. The header was perfect, back across the keeper into the far corner of the net.
It was a tense finish as Sala tried to hold on to their lead, and opponent scrambled desperately for a point. The final nail in the coffin arrived right at the death. our midfielder flicked on a long clearance and our striker once again scampered free. This time he found himself pushed out towards the left hand corner of the penalty box on his weaker left foot. With the seconds ticking though, he elected to shoot, and unleashed a piledriver over the keepers head into the top right corner. Game over. Sala 4v2 Jetro. All credit to opponent, who played a clean game, and almost stole a draw at the end.