Maybe it’s Witney. But for the second time this season we have had a roller coaster match against big Tom Yallop’s side and although a scoreline of 8-3 in our favour looks comfortable, it was anything but. It all looked pretty promising early on, going two nil up via good finishes from Pilot No.2, who was denied a first half hattrick by Dunners, sipping a coffee from 80 yards, for a back stick finish … apparently. Eagle-eyed, that umpire. But quick as a flash, a huge aerial resulted in a two on one and there was Big Tom to get a goal back (2-1). Maybe it was the ageing make up of the team – we welcomed Hutts, Rob and James from the Oldsters – to join the likes of Atkins, Cairns and Cooke but on this particular Saturday we seemed decidedly off-key. Adam got on the scoresheet as per usual to take it to 3-1 at half time, but then it all went a bit weird. The usual Churchillian team talk at half time done, we heeded little of the advice and immediately conceded two goals in as many minutes without attempting a tackle and it was suddenly three apiece, before Witney had two gilt-edged chances to take it to 5-3, but fortunately Big Tom hit the post and missed the other chance by inches. Fortunately, we stepped up our play, Tom twisted his ankle just like Billy Vunipola, and Witney wilted as we eventually got our act together. The goals began to rain in, with the sandbagger scoring four, the student Adam three and the mercurial Robin just the one to make it finally a respectable 8-3 win. But it was in no way a vintage performance.