Our message to the four boy
playing, cheating, ginger shandy-drinking sum bags...
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Ilkeston pulled there
out their big guns from the very beginning and it was obvious that
we had a serious fight on our hands; they were clearly keen to make
up for last years supreme defeat. The first set went to a three
points win in favour of the bad guys, but our hopes were far from
tainted and the adrenaline just pumped that little more freely for
set two; at the end of the day, we were just warming up. The second
set was an exact clone of the previous, with a point being won tip-to-tap
right up until the early twenties were Ilkeston just seemed to pull
out that little extra something when it mattered. Not even the display
of blocking excellence by Big Steve, the flat serving extrodinaire
that is Adam C and the hitting goddess Gudren could pulls those
few extra points we needed in the closing stages and woe, we lost
another one.
Enough of playng by
the rules, and we decided to match the tactics of Ilkeston by putting
on our four boys and two girls to even out the mix. The bench was
warm and fusty from beginning to end, and it wasn't to the testiment
of my single layer shorts but the sheer nailing-biting atmosphere.
Casualties played their little Nike trainers off and it proved to
be one of the best sets ever. Hard hitting and action filled but
once again, we fell in the dying seconds. A truly awesome display
from our members and lets play as well and better for our next one
against Arena (the ultimate nemesis) were all should be taken to
the mattresses.
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