Tuesday 9 December 2008

Dream Come True...

Blowing my own trumpet is something that, recently, I’ve tried not to do.

This is an exception. A big one.

Last night I was the scorer of my best ever goal, and probably Monday Night Football’s best ever to boot, scored against the best Monday night goalkeeper there is.

With about 15 minutes gone I saw the keeper off his line and a plan formulated in my brain. As the ball came to me (inside my own half) I used my first touch to flick it over someone’s head (with my right boot), and with the second touch used my left boot to volley the ball over the retreating goalkeeper and into the far corner of the goal. “Perfection” may have been used by an opposing team member to describe it.

This is one moment that I wanted to blog about before my wife beats me to it.

The memory makes me smile.

This is how it happened. The yellow line represents the movement of the ball, the blue dot is me and the red dot is the opposition. You first see me MASH UP a red by flicking the ball over his head, then you see me loop the ball over the hapless keeper!