Mon dieu mon dieu c'est incroyable. The incroyable thing, in case you are wondering, is how you managed to miss the forty-seven GILT edged chances that came your way. I mean seriously properly and completely mean GILT EDGED. You are all very very naughty comets and will be given detention forthwith.
It should be noted, of course, that in order to have forty seven chances we must have dominated the game. We were well on top for the majority of the ninety minutes, especially in the first half. Penrose and Sal dominated the midfield, and with Gudrun's help we had the game by the scruff of the neck. We were finding space wide with Fiona and Nic, and we laid on half a dozen chances in the first half an hour. Sonaldinho, however, had left her shooting boots at home and just when we thought it couldn't get any sillier, Nic managed to drag spectacularly wide from a yard out, with the ball spinning all the way across the goalline.
The back line was imperious, even without the queen of canadia. Captain for the day, Louise Hinchliffe took charge, Fia filled in beautifully at centre back and Ed and Laura offered pace at full back. The ever constructive Nikki Thomas was legendary at marshalling the troops and keeping us organised.
Finally, just before half time, a goalmouth scramble ended with Barn Door Webster slotting home from two yards. Doesn't matter where on the pitch you play her, she still magically (and sometimes mysteriously) pops up in the goalmouth.
So 1-0 at half time, a rousing chat from Coachy McGrumpy, and the introduction of Ashley for Penrose in the midfield, shortly followed by Katie coming on for Nic on the right wing. The feisty oppo clearly got a feisty rocket up their feisty bottoms at half time and came out buzzing in the second half. They pressed quicker, and their passing and movement stepped up a gear. Their naughty number 9 was causing all kinds of trouble with some very tasty football. (Come to think of it, she had some very tasty everything, but that's another story).
Again we failed on numerous occsions to put the game out of reach, with multiple chances missed including a spectacular one on one with the keeper which Gudrun slid wide. Then the last twenty minutes brough inevitable pressure, they threw another player forward and went three at the back. Coachy McGrumpy responded by keeping Laura back and dropping Gudrun slightly deeper to help out the midfield.
We more or less held them at bay until the 89th minute when they got a head to a corner and it beat our glorious keeper and headed, like an arrow, for the bottom corner. Literally on the goalline it met with Barn Door Webster's strategically placed legs. It bobbled, it stopped, it sat there on the goalline, between her feet, for what seems like an age. The world started working in slow motion, like the final scenes of a Rocky film, Coachy yelled something incomprehensible as the Battersea players scrambled to react. Then, in the nick of time, Laura got a foot behind the ball and toe-poked it away towards the touchline. Ashley gave chase at a rate of 'knots' never before seen and put it, mercifully, into row Z.
For popping up with the goal and the goalline clearance, Webster edges player of the match. The Comets are riding high with six wins in a row and (only due to Fulham having a game in hand) are up to an all time high of 2nd in division 2 !!! And next week we play Fulham. Our season just keeps getting bigger.