AND ON WE GO

13th August 2016 - Cheadle Town 3 v 3 St Helens Town - On me lonesome today (must be the deodorant I am using) and another local jaunt to watch two teams who, on paper, looked to be well balanced.  The sun was out and the atmosphere pleasant and I wondered if my prediction of 2 -2 would ring true.  Well, judging from the first half performance I can honestly say that my attempt at prophecy was far fetched indeed as St Helens took the game by the scruff of the neck and built up a 3-0 lead against a woeful Cheadle side who lacked any ideas and any cohesion whatsoever.  

The second half continued in the same vein and with 10 minutes to go even local fans were stating how dreadful the home team were.  Did any of us foresee the final extra time madness?  You are a bloody liar if you say you did!  Not one goal for Cheadle, not two - but 3 stoppage time efforts saw this game thrown on its head much to the delight of the home side and the utter disgust of the away lads.  A great rescue, a great disaster, an utter fluke that football throws up now and again?  Take your pick but it is funny how glum faces can soon turn to smiles at the kick of a ball.  Isn't this why we love the game - unpredictable, absolutely stupid at times and, when least expected, always liable to throw in a twist.  If I was pushed for a man of the match I'd opt for the St Helens number 10 (George Lomax)  who was substituted in the second half.  He was a constant menace and worked his knackers off - maybe an influential release missed at the end - who the hell knows?

FINAL THOUGHT - Surely Dick Turpin had never pulled off a robbery such as this?  Surely Harry Houdini had never escaped from such a dire situation?  And surely the closing credits of a Benny Hill Show had less action?  Worth a thought don't ya think!