I could be the next Arsenal Goalkeeper

Yesterday night was football night again in Skipton (11 a side). Merbhaan, Irfaan, Zulf and myself made the 18 mile trip from bradford. the Skiptonian's did themesleves proud.

Playing a fluid attacking formation with kakka and his little brother on both wings' tormenting our left and right backs all night with pace, trickery and determination. If this was a boxing match it would of been a re run of the klitchko versus danny williams bout (held last saturday).

the fulcrum of forward play was zulf who showed what thirty eight years of experience provides to the team. Last week he was lost in defence, their forward play lacked the cohesion of a target man who could hold up and play the ball with accuracy.

what a difference a week makes, he was a man possessed re-living his better days. The pace that seemed to be lost forever came flooding back. Like a rampaging bull he inspired his troops.

The final score, 4-3 to the skiptonites, not being a true reflection of their dominance.

had it not been for the brilliant and eccentric goal keeping of yours truly (yes me) it would of been a rout. One save will go down in the annals of histroy as the save of the decade. Diving full stretch to the right he palmed a goal bound shot from the 'rampaging bull' onto the post. the players and crowd were aghast in wonder and admiration ...... something to remember .... to regale umar with.

nevertheless a defeat is a defeat and we will have to do better next week.