Post by jaytee on Dec 6, 2010 19:49:35 GMT 1
Seeing as we aren't getting much action at the Greenhous, I thought it might be a bit of fun to select a first and second eleven team on here. We can play in any formation, 442, 433, 451, etc, to suit everyone. Just post a playing history, position and team you want to play in, and I'll fit you in.
1st eleven.
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Keeper.
scottsalop
Defence.
simianus.....rglenshrew.....davewill.....heavenlyshrew
Midfield
TMLS......The Shropshire Tenor
Forwards
Rusholme Ruffian...Sean McAllisters right foot.....Shrewd Operator.. Blues In Crewe
Subs
2nd eleven.
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Keeper.
PILCH
Defence.
the sensational jaytee....poolieshrew.....schizo
Midfield.
Feedo Gnasher...Shambles
Forwards.
theshrews81.........OswestrySalopian......El Huracan!!!!....feckle94
Subs
Just to give you the idea, here's my playing history.
First played for the skool team at Inside Left. The Teecher had this thing, that if someone couldn't play, you took their position. Next game, I was Left Back, then Right Wing, before making Right Back my own.
Bummed around the lower to middle of the Sunday leagues. As we got promoted, we played more village teams, which was great fun, as they usually had a good following of supporters, so I got the boos nearly all the time. The reason for this, was my less than gentle playing style. Sorry wingers, but for the most part, I found you a precious lot, who seemed to spend most of their time preening themselves before the game. My tactic was, the first time the ball came to the winger, I just literally ran into him. This tended to offend the fleet-footed boo fon boys, and after that,
they tended to either lie deeper, or spend the rest of the game trying to kick lumps out of me. Either way, they weren't doing the job they were picked for. I had a fair hoof on me and usually took the goal kicks. On the way back, I got some tremendous stick from the fans. I loved every minute, swaggering along, I usually turned and gave them a smirk! All the time I used the bulldozer tactic, I was NEVER booked!
The match I remember clearly, was a game we played against a side we had beaten 4 - 0 two weeks before. They had been unbeaten up to that point, and we got headlines in the local paper as "the dark horses" of the division. The return fixture was tense, even before the start. Their fans were baying for blood. My good friend off the field, Ian Bainbridge, was a giant Centre Half. I'd played alongside him on many occasions, and always knew when he was going to miss the ball, and was quick enough to get in position to miss it as well. Straight from the kick-off, Bainers gave their striker a bit of a shove. He turned and mouthed off. Ian punched him 3 times in about half a second and all hell broke loose. Down to 10 men, we lost 6 - 2.
Wasn't captain on too many occasions, but one Boxing Day, I was highly 'onoured to be skipper of the Bob Taylor invitation eleven, playing a local village team. Out trotted the winger, grinning at a group of girls. First time the ball came, being a friendly, I let him off. He flicked the ball past me and when he got back up field, pointed his thumb over his shoulder at me, and shouted to his Left Back, "slow". Well I might have been slow the first time, but I made up for it the next, going right through him, sending him crashing to the ground. It was a red card, but to my amazement, the Norman Wisdom type ref, didn't even give him a free kick! He limped off and his replacement didn't fancy it much.
So there, I suppose I'm Right Back in the reserves. I can do a fair impression as a keeper. I've got a decent record in goal, but I prefer to play out. If any of the Lady members want to come and play with me in the stiffs, you're very welcome, I'm sure you're very good at it.
Yellow cards - 0
Red cards - 1.
1st eleven.
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Keeper.
scottsalop
Defence.
simianus.....rglenshrew.....davewill.....heavenlyshrew
Midfield
TMLS......The Shropshire Tenor
Forwards
Rusholme Ruffian...Sean McAllisters right foot.....Shrewd Operator.. Blues In Crewe
Subs
2nd eleven.
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Keeper.
PILCH
Defence.
the sensational jaytee....poolieshrew.....schizo
Midfield.
Feedo Gnasher...Shambles
Forwards.
theshrews81.........OswestrySalopian......El Huracan!!!!....feckle94
Subs
Just to give you the idea, here's my playing history.
First played for the skool team at Inside Left. The Teecher had this thing, that if someone couldn't play, you took their position. Next game, I was Left Back, then Right Wing, before making Right Back my own.
Bummed around the lower to middle of the Sunday leagues. As we got promoted, we played more village teams, which was great fun, as they usually had a good following of supporters, so I got the boos nearly all the time. The reason for this, was my less than gentle playing style. Sorry wingers, but for the most part, I found you a precious lot, who seemed to spend most of their time preening themselves before the game. My tactic was, the first time the ball came to the winger, I just literally ran into him. This tended to offend the fleet-footed boo fon boys, and after that,
they tended to either lie deeper, or spend the rest of the game trying to kick lumps out of me. Either way, they weren't doing the job they were picked for. I had a fair hoof on me and usually took the goal kicks. On the way back, I got some tremendous stick from the fans. I loved every minute, swaggering along, I usually turned and gave them a smirk! All the time I used the bulldozer tactic, I was NEVER booked!
The match I remember clearly, was a game we played against a side we had beaten 4 - 0 two weeks before. They had been unbeaten up to that point, and we got headlines in the local paper as "the dark horses" of the division. The return fixture was tense, even before the start. Their fans were baying for blood. My good friend off the field, Ian Bainbridge, was a giant Centre Half. I'd played alongside him on many occasions, and always knew when he was going to miss the ball, and was quick enough to get in position to miss it as well. Straight from the kick-off, Bainers gave their striker a bit of a shove. He turned and mouthed off. Ian punched him 3 times in about half a second and all hell broke loose. Down to 10 men, we lost 6 - 2.
Wasn't captain on too many occasions, but one Boxing Day, I was highly 'onoured to be skipper of the Bob Taylor invitation eleven, playing a local village team. Out trotted the winger, grinning at a group of girls. First time the ball came, being a friendly, I let him off. He flicked the ball past me and when he got back up field, pointed his thumb over his shoulder at me, and shouted to his Left Back, "slow". Well I might have been slow the first time, but I made up for it the next, going right through him, sending him crashing to the ground. It was a red card, but to my amazement, the Norman Wisdom type ref, didn't even give him a free kick! He limped off and his replacement didn't fancy it much.
So there, I suppose I'm Right Back in the reserves. I can do a fair impression as a keeper. I've got a decent record in goal, but I prefer to play out. If any of the Lady members want to come and play with me in the stiffs, you're very welcome, I'm sure you're very good at it.
Yellow cards - 0
Red cards - 1.