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Friday 21st
October 2005
Hello folks, and welcome to another addition of Captain's
corner, with me, Captain Maske.
What a turnaround we've had since I last spoke out a fortnight
ago!!! Two emphatic 4-1 victories have come or way, with the
only disappointment being, we didn't score more!!
We played great football for large periods of both matches, and
missed hatfuls of chances. I can't seem to buy a goal at the
moment, and Dave Day perhaps could have been competing for the
top scorer spot this week had he converted more of his chances!
Of the two games, I was especially proud with our efforts
against Ascot as we had Spice, Diz, Stimo, Field and Sack all
out. I was injured and Brad and I were a new pairing in the
middle. I thought they were a much better team than Espirit on
the day, and gave us a better game. We dominated from the off,
but conceded a poor early goal, and it was great that we stepped
up a gear straight to take over once more.
We bickered a little bit in the first half about silly things. I
think that there are two things that we must understand.
Firstly, when you are dominating teams in terms of possession
and territory, there are going to be wrong passes played at
times, and there are going to be bad passes and touches at
times. When you see so much of the ball, and the opposition are
defending in numbers, no one can keep hold of the ball in the
final third consistently. Not even the best players in the
world. If they could, then Chelsea would win 5-1 every week
against nearly every team.
This leads to the second point. Which is the importance of
patience in attack. All too often we hunt for the killer pass
too quickly and in the wrong areas. Balls into the box from deep
are difficult balls to create chances when a defense is
organised, and seldom result in a chance, unless there is a
defensive error. We have the capability to shift the ball
quickly, change the angle of play, and get the ball into wide
areas, where we have scored most of our goals from this season.
When we don't have the opportunity to cause a threat, we must
keep the ball, find a teammate, and let him have a look to see
whats on. Probe and when the chance comes play the killer pass
at the right time. When we do this, the opposition we have
played cannot touch us.
The importance of having a big squad has been evident recently.
A couple of faces thought we had too many players, but we
struggled for a bare 11 on Sunday, and the gaffer has been
proved correct. Injuries and absentees have taken their toll and
we are only 5 games in. Only one player has been ever present in
the starting line up. It's a long old campaign, and everyone
will get plenty of minutes on the pitch.
I've
really enjoyed linking up with Clarkey on the right hand side and
think that we are causing a great threat. When Terry joins the
attack on that side, it's proving to be a formidable trio.
It
was pleasing to see "The Greek Scuffer" Pedros Pedynamite get a goal
this week, and it was a crucial goal at a crucial time.
Racing Shenanigans
The
Big Fish, Darren Salmon, has confessed to me that he is looking to
get back on the DJ scene.
Dave
Sack will be spending some time recouping this week. He is
taking his girlfriend down to a little thatched cottage in
Canterbury. How very gay!!
Simon Field could find himself in hot water with the gaffer this
week. During a supposed rehabilitation trip to Liverpool, he
was caught red handed eating a double whopper meal at 3:30 in the
morning. He then made a series of bizarre, rambling phone
calls to several senior players, hours before their big game at
Ascot.
Rikki Prati and myself enjoyed a nice quiet evening on Saturday
night. After dropping into a party full of 16 year old
nymphomaniacs, we politely left and went for a game of 10 pin
bowling. He proceeded to take me to the cleaners.
You
can catch me this Saturday at two, at Fairlop Oak Playing Field,
where I hope to continue the blistering form that I've been
displaying in the Black and White of Alnwick FC. We'll be hoping to
stay top of the Southern Essex Combination Senior division.
I
haven't had too much time this week to answer the mountains of post
and emails received, as I've been busy filming "Famous lives - A
week in the life of Captain Maske" It will be winging it's way on to
Channel 84 and to all the Fantanamaniacs soon.
I
will answer this one question though.
Dear Le Maske,
Taking penalties is a huge responsibility and can make or break
games. Do agree when managers lose faith in the club penalty taker and give the job
to another member of the team?
David (29), Madrid, Spain..
Hi
David,
I
feel that I'm primed to answer this question having missed a penalty
this week. The finest Strikers in the world have missed
penalties. Some of them crucial. Shevchenko, Baggio, Henry,
Owen, Shearer.
It's
well known my nickname is derived from a childhood inability to miss
from the spot, just like the king of Guernsey, Matthew Le Tissier.
Even Le Tiss missed a penalty once!!!
If a
penalty taker misses one, but has the courage, ability and
confidence to step up to the plate again, let him do it. If he
misses a succession of penalties, it could be time for the boss to
pass the responsibility to someone else.
Captain Maske
I've just got time now to bring you the second part of my
greatest goals compilation.
October 1997 North East London Churches League
I was just a 16, and had scored twice in my first three games
for Redbridge. We were up against a side that had made
similarly good start to us, on a blustery day at Wanstead Flats.
There were just five minutes gone when goalkeeper Martin Jarvis
launched a quick long kick from our end, straight down the
middle of the park. Defensive confusion caused the ball to
bounce 20 yards high, around the centre circle and into their
half. I was onto it's path in a flash, and spectators
would have been forgiven for thinking that a good first touch
would have taken me through on goal. I had other ideas,
and no one could have prepared bystanders for what they saw
next.
As the ball dropped down in front of me from over my head, I
unleashed a spectacular volley from 30 yards out, central to the
goal, with the outside of my right foot. The ball flew
like a heat-seeking missile, swerving away from the keeper,
having locked onto the fire that was burning in the top right
hand corner of the net,
The first thing I remember was Geoff McRif, our left midfielder,
going absolutely wild with jubilation, like he had just been
touched by the son of god. The amazing thing about that,
was that he had not said a word for the previous 2 months I had
known him!
What a goal, what a day at the flats.
More from me in a fortnight,
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