Almost doesn't count

We almost beat Military Police last week at the army base in Mogoditshane, unfortunately we lost 5-4 thanks to the team's lack of fitness, lack of clinical finishing in front of goal and unbelievable goal keeping.

It is a public secret that FC Broadhurst lacks physical fitness and this flaw has often resulted in them conceding silly goals and at times giving away what would have been a certain victory. The past Sunday was an obvious trial of the team's endurance as they took on the physically superior soldiers: infact Military Police who are the fit among the fit in any army regiment.

They were fit but their strong muscles were not so much inclined to football and this was our chance to run over them, thump them hard but at the end of the day all that could be said was "we almost beat them."

While our goal keeper made his fair share of blunders by failing to cut for crosses and at times get a clean hold of the ball which always resulted in a goal, it was the strike force that got everyone saying "almost."

Benji, Tinz, Zeal and then Thando took turns to squander the chances that came their way. One remarkable miss was by Benji, who had earlier said "abantu laba bamnandi bayareyitsheka" (these people are easy to dribble). He got a lovely pass from Nick and his long legs got him past a host of the Military Police defenders and when he came face to face with the goalie he shot tamely at goal. Noone really knows what he was trying to do but at least Spikiri (left back for soldiers)told him after the match that he had cost Broadhurst the game.

Benji was just into dribbling and his contribution was as clear as mud. After his "almost" moment, the soldiers' goalie hit a long ball forward that caught our defense in sixes and sevens and they did not dilly dally with their chance, they increased they goal margin with a struck volley.

In came Khumbi and he was as cool as a cucumber, executing well and according to coach Bongs' instruction on his role in the midfield. His introduction saw us score two goals off the boot of Zoro but he needs to buy football boots and desist from playing with a 3/4 cargo pant. We almost drew level thanks to his intimidating masculine presence in the middle of the pitch as this led the soldiers to switch their play to the wings where they found Freed and Maqhawe resolute.

We almost grabbed a late equalizer but Thando somehow scooped the ball way over the cross bar from a virtually impossible distance from the goal line-maybe just over a metre from the goal line. As if this wasn't enough, Ronny almost put up for the night at the barracks as his car ran out of fuel