At last another win!!!

Ipods for Christmas?

Twas a cold winters day in November, when the fallen giants of the DPL travelled the width of the county for the return fixture against Bridport Reserves. Again it was all change in the travelling squad with Robbie Cooke and Tim ‘Serbian Assassin’ Vukcevic absent, Jack Smith injured from the previous week and the ‘icon’ of the team Paul Tucker at the Milan fashion week (say no more). This meant a recall for the young Perry Fry and a first team debut for Fry Snr Mark – apparently?! As well as a return to full fitness for our recent signing from Poole Borough Dan ‘I’ve got to get home in time for X-Factor’ Moore.
With Jimmy/Mark sitting out the warm up as he felt he didn’t have enough energy to do that as well as a possible few minutes of the match, the team prepared well, looking focused and enthusiastic despite the bitter cold and chilling wind. ‘These are a beat-able side’ was the rallying cry from the gaffer before hand as the teams took to the pitch.
It started tight with both sides struggling on league form no-one wanted to give much away which resulted in few opportunities for either side. The best chance of the half fell to Cobham, after neat work from Merrell and Gunn in the midfield Fry Jnr was fed down the right. Some fancy footwork later resulted in a pinpoint cross to the back post where Sweetlove was lurking, as he jumped to head into an empty net; the only thing that prevented a certain lead for the Stad de Cob outfit was a last ditch tackle from Dan Moore. Moore jumped with him and just did enough to put Robbe D off, Sweetlove denied by his left wing-back! That was about it as far as real chances went in an almost forgettable 1st half.
The second half continued in much the same vein for about 15 minutes. Then Wayne was first called into action, a low cross was whipped into the box which eluded everyone except the striker at the far post. As he looked to stroke the ball into an empty net, Robbins flew across his goal mouth spreading himself like hookers legs at a stag party and tipped it round for a corner. By now Cobham had had enough and went to strike. Passes were exchanged in the midfield and then came the through ball to Mawer, the pass split the defence like a hot knife through butter and he was onto it like a flash took a touch then buried it wide of the despairing dive. Cobham nearly had second moments later when a header from Mawer was acrobatically tipped onto the outside of the post. There was quarter of an hour to go and Cobham were in the ascendancy. It was only a matter of time until they doubled their lead. Again the move started with some slick passing, Chapman into Gunn, who held the ball up, turned and slid it into Mawer. With back to goal, 30 yards out, he looked to lay it off but then dropped his shoulder, turned his marker and headed toward goal. Past two more defenders he went, as he hit the edge of the box he unleashed a low right-footed drive that the keeper looked to have well covered except for one factor – he was rubbish! The ball slipped under him and into the empty net. 2 – 0 breathing space at last. With only a few minutes to go and the rear guard looking as solid as it has all year, the final humiliation for Bridport was the introduction of Mark/Jimmy Fry with 10 minutes to go. Despite this set back Cobham held strong to record their 3rd victory of the season.

2-0 to the mighty Cob!