We were apprehensive about playing at the place cats go to die but we thought we had it in the bag. Sadly that was just the dog.
Nothing really happened before the game, including a warm up, except hanging the dog in the bag on the fence so he could see Joy Elliott-Bowman at all times.
5 minutes in we were 2-0 down, so we decided to wake ourselves up and start playing hockey. Hazel Pozzo was informed that she scored a goal a few minutes later, after a deflection she can't even remember.
A strong half time chat with two bags of haribo saw us start the second half well, but despite all our chances we still didn't manage to score. In fairness, the other team didn't either, thanks to solid defending from Joy, BernieElliott-Bowman and co.
Our second loss of the season, we were slightly subdued, but this was relieved with deep fried sausage rolls and chips at the Pav (wish you were there Ang Li). Carla O'Donnell took things a bit far and smashed a glass on the floor, so got DOD. Ronan the dog was unanimously voted MOM.