Well, I have to say that my heart goes out to all of you who fought in this semi-final and final games. It was a thrilling and gutt-crunching experience, watching it all from the side-lines did not make it any less interesting than actually playing it in the killing-field. Overall, If I can summarize last night's turn of events in two words, then it was "Bad-Ass".
Now, as for the highlight to the night, I have to say that goes to Mary and the marriage of her faith with the guy from the "Bang-Ballers" that blasted her with a soccer kiss on her "viso-bello" in more than one occasion. As it is said destiny is printed on your forehead, well in Mary's case the imprint reads "Nike". It is also important to acknowledge the defying flying catches and blockage from our black-panther Gabi who on game two was scoreless in the first half and blocking at least 101 shots on goal on both games. If I have to nominate an MVP for last night, then I will have to pick Gabi for the death-defying stunts. And, lastly but not least, I have to give credit to Monica as well as Mary for their tenacity and love for the game, which for most of the game blocked the advance of many "loose" ballers like a "Muralla" and at times will counter-attack with big speed bursts.
As for the men, well what can I say...? We definitely needed Claudio here, to put some order in the field. This time the coaching (me) wasn't as good as expected, and the good choices came from the help of the other coach. We were thumped with 4 (FOUR) yellow cards and one-sided referee that overlooked many offences against club Intimos and instead punished the Gods of Intimos with Spanic-EGO-submerging whistle-calls. Honestly, it was hard to keep one's mouth shut. And, it seems that someone performed an exorcism on "cujo" - it felt like he had a big crucifix on his shoulders. The truth is that he was well guarded on both games with very few opportunities to unleash his wrath. Nonetheless, it was a good game played by "Guadalupe-chaparro-cujo". Pedro, was very solid in the field blocking, attacking and what I enjoy the most, the striking power "los reventones" to goal. It feels like a firing squad (with one leg) and BANG!
The same goes to the striking power of Khofi, Jose and Juan Carlos coupled with their dribbling qualities that at times seemed like an orchestra in the playing-field. Again, it was music to eyes to see finesse dances with the ball by all including the pedicured feet of Ricky Ricardo, Andy Andres and Sol Sol.
I will attempt to do a "Total Recall" of both games.
Game One... The fist gol scored by the "Chickens" was entered by wing (hand-ball) from one the oviparous. We counter with a tying goal. We ended the fist half with a score of 2-2. We started the second half with a quick goal and we were up 3-2, but not for long, since the birds did their dance and scored 1 to tie the game again. But, Intimos did not give up in the attack and re-mounted with 2 thunderous strikes past their mudda-chic goaly to take the lead 5-3. In the final minute, their mudda-chic goaly took off from its cage to score a wheeze goal at the end for a final score of 5-4 in favour of the Intimos. - Intimos go to the Finals.
Goals scored: 3 for Cujo Guadalupe, 1 Pedro, 1 Juan Carlos
Game two... The final game was a well fought battle. Sol Sol joined us for game two and lead the team with intelligent and graceful plays, supported by Pedro, and the rest of the team. We lead the way with one blast-goal by Juan Carlos. The first half was kept 1-0 in our add by a tumultuous number of shots blocked on goal. The second half was a continuation of the same strategy on the first half but it did not last long enough to stop the other team to squeeze two goals past the panther. Mary received a foot on the face by her faith-loving Arch-enemy that was induced by a yellow sent off tackle by our very best Juan Carlos (the foot in the face was a accidental tumble and non-intentional). Nonetheless, it put two of our best players out of commission, one for a 2 minute sent-off that gave the other team the opportunity to inflict their painful dagger on our poor "cujo" - who in this final game was pinned down and immobilized. At the end we fell as victims of our own spanic-ego (Thank the referee) and a little bit, a combination of exhaustion, waterless side lines (my fault - I forgot to bring the water), nervousness, and despair. Also, their golly was phenomenal, and they had an amazing striker that ran like a horse. The final score was a VICTORY for Intimos where we LOST 3-1
Our lonely goal was scored by Juan Carlos.
Thank You all for a great beginning to a good season. This year will bring us great reward and pride. You just have to believe in the very best. And, may NIKE be with you!!! Amen.
Video and photos to come....
Alessandro
02/13/2009
P.S.
Nike = The goddess of victory in ancient Greece. She was honoured by Zeus because she fought on the side of the gods against the Titans. For the Romans Nike became a symbol of victory over death.
Oviparous = egg-laying individual, as in birds.
