Disappointing Day for the Mens 1st XI

Last week I also did a slightly lighter hearted match report but it didn't feel suitable yesterday so here is the other match report of which some of it had been preplanned before the game so if the tone is not aligned for the way some of us are still feeling then apologies. I sent this to a tester group and they said that it was good to share here so blame them if you hate it.

When I think of Witham, three things come to mind. The first is the excellent Dire Straits tribute I saw at the Witham Public Hall, the second is an old lady called Joy who phones into radio Essex every day with the answers to all of the games. Does she cheat on the daily birthday quiz by using google? I'll never truly be sure. The other is the fact that someone probably misprounced or misspelt Witham a long time ago, why not spell it Witam or equally just pronouce it with-am. Another mystery of that place I guess.

The weather gods were on our side and game got the go ahead, the devastating blow came in the morning that not just one, but both of our regular centre backs were out ill. Pretty sure GK Owen camped at the pitch overnight since he'd been at the pitch ages before anyone else had shown up. He would have probably been warmer too if he had worn a y1 branded 'football mum' coat like another member of the team who I will not name to save them the embarrassment of it being immortalised in this report. In other news, Paddy forgot his Astros which lead to Alan giving him a pair which he seemingly carries around for no apparent reason. Paddy's lack of astros lead to him taking home the title of this week's DotD. While the others arrived, we also relistened to George's tactics ASMR video (aka OnlyPlans) on chef's speaker which is much smaller and doesn't sound like it's straight from a generic sweatshop upon startup (even though it probably was).

Getting to the game, it started and some point later Witham scored, then Brentwood scored (a much better goal than theirs I might add), then Witham scored again, then Brentwood scored. At some point there were a few cards. Jak, spelt with a k and not a c (hope Big T is taking notes), got knocked out by what was basically a child; Owen allegedly hit the ball with his pad outside the d to which the initial decision, to put it very lightly, irritated Brentwood; and Brady continued his annual injury streak by pulling a muscle. Other things happened in the game but that's the key bits I reckon.

The moment of true defeat came at the hands of the Witham clubhouse. After being nearly impossible for me to find and driving past the entrance twice, the most disappointing and sad looking chilli was served to me. Not sure what kind of sick minded individual decided cauliflower was a suitable ingredient for chilli but it goes without saying that they rank very low on the Transit ranking of after match teas. I guess things like that just serve to make us more grateful of our own post match teas.

All that matters now is Wednesday training and next Saturday, Transit will return to Witham next Saturday for a meatloaf tribute.