spelled doom to us.
Musa showed character from
the back by commanding
excellence with
authority
which was a bearing factor
that kept us in the game when
occasionally we lost concentration upfront. The tenth
minute saw a string of passes
from Moib , Adwet and Moha
combining to release me
unchallenged by the defence
from a final spiliting pass from
the Moha whom had a fantastic tour in my opinion. Having
beaten the defence, I had to
just control the ball on stride
and guide it past the goal
keeper, this event is usually a
walk in the park in my text
book as 9/10 times results into
a goal but this time the on
rushing goal keeper took me
out in spectacular fashion
sending me tumbling down for
what seemed a clear penalty
to all; only for the ref to call for
a free kick at the edge of the
box with everyone buoyed by
this move the pack moved in
for the kill. With Njagi Mousa
and Abdul moving upfront to
torment the opposing team.
Left for cover was Olivier
Adwet and Mamatea
Musa stepped up to take the
free kick having been so dominating in defence he was
gifted the chance to claim
glory from the free kick spot.
He crafted what was to be
Njagi’s memorable action of
the day. He placed me in front
of the 8 man defence wall and
stood side by side with Moha.
The whistle when off and
Musa passed the ball to me
then I laid it on to the oncoming Moha who released a
thunderous shot that was
handle in the box by one of the
defenders, which the ref
waved play to go on only for
the ball to fall kindly to the
Njuri Njeke in waiting whom
riffled home from the 6 yard
box to the roof of the net… a
feet that only those whom
rember the “Marco Van
Basten” in his hay days at Ajax
or “Sammy Onyango Jogoo”
playing for the mighty Mayienga aka Gor Mahia can tell it
vividly. For more graphics on
the goal consult the Majani Bro
and Mr. Money Man .
After this goal we got cocky
and moved the ball around
with flare and sexy rhythm
only for the opponent to
regroup and started bombarding us with coordinated
attacks that would be dangerous if it was not for the partnership of Abdul and Musa
commanding in the heart of
our defence thwarting each
and every attack. The pitch
was so big that we were wishing for the second half break
The haltime break so changes
in
the team with Olivier
coming out for Nduats, the
Fazul coming for Moha, Job
comin in for Josh,Wandere(r)
coming out for the Izzo and
Uche making way for Kimash.
We kept the ball well in the
second half weary of the
opponents growing confidence in as they were marouding forward in search of
an equalizer. Their pressure
was sustained which led to an
own goal from Job. This was
again another hilarious goal
from our goal keeper that soon
after that goal Olivier now
standing by the touchline
urging the
troops on
collapsed on the ground wallowing in laughter. The scence
is so comical that one could
think Charlie Chaplin had reincarnated for that moment in
form of Job. Moibi under pressure plays a back pass to Job,
nicely weighted, only for Job
to miss que his kick forward
,then turn back having slightly
delayed thought of whether to
chase the ball and save it, then
decides to actually do it , only
for him to get to the ball
before the inevitable happened, hooked the ball
against the upright which
rebounded to the cross bar
then landed on his head now
for the goal . at this time the
field cannot hold back laughter with most of the player and
fans alike straggling to hold it
back. The chairman turned
violet his face told a different
story from the smirk it had
after that job moment. Having
assumed now the captains
duty he immediately made a
call to his agent somewhere
speaking in tongues that one
could only guess to be a mix of
Flemish and French. Through
the railway grape vine it is
understood that he plced in
the Belgian classifieds A goal
keeper for sale.
He made three changes bringing uche Adwet Josh and I to
try and bolster the defence at
this time we were only thinking
of defending. Only for Kimash
to pick pace which is something uncharacteristic for the
deaf touch starehe genius to
do after fool hour of doing
sprints in that 1 m radius. Playing to the KimaniRuo end
brought the beast in Fazul
hwom got more forward after
the intro duction of the trio.
Izzo with his one eyed vision
was picking up runners in to
the opponents box with laser
guided passes that were measured inch perfect. Only for the
player to fumble at this time
the only excuse was fatigue.
The demands of covering that
Oldtraford turf was getting to
everyone.