This game will be remembered not for the quality of our play, the goals from the Scragg family or the usual cock-ups of forgotten sticks / falling over whilst running / letting in soft goals / abuse of the opposition and the umpires or other minor misdemeanours. It will be remembered for a bizarre incident involving our fearless leader, Mr Cooke. The story goes at follows…the half time whistle goes and we walk toward the dug-out. From nowhere Dave accuses the opposition of having 12 players on the pitch. We look around and those of us who can count confirmed there were only 11. Dave on the other hand was convinced and challenged the opposition further. A somewhat confused opposition suggested Dave should stop being a d*ck and learn to count. We all agreed with Wallingford and there was really no contest for the DOD.
Against a half court press Hawks had the majority of the possession and played pretty well in the first half with Brett and Tom H passing back and forward between each other for most of the half. Charlie, Gary and Matt controlled the game well in the middle and managed to reign in the Wallingford play marker, ensuring the only real threat came on the break. A good goal from Robbie and a tap-in from Dad brought us into the break 2 – 1 up. A third goal in the second half from Robbie, off the bar and then in off the rebound made the MOM a clear cut decision. Wallingford huffed and puffed and came close to coming back into the game, but could not capitalise on some better possession in the second half as Hawks slightly took the foot off the pedal.
A good win, and thanks to the umpires and the weather gods for their kindness.