Someone say he is known as the flying Dutchman, Wiebe, after his antics of Saturday night at the club social he will know be known as the filthy Dutchman. I think he asked Charles Offord for tips.
The beginning passage of play was dominated by Chiswick. With debutant Matt in the midfield, his aerials were a thing of beauty. Andrew Jordan was quick to remind Scott ‘smelly shirt’ Elliott of how it should be done. At this point I felt as inadequate as someone spending their Friday nights on tinder swiping away to find “Miss right” or “Miss right now” depending on your interpretation.
Jonty returned from injury and was able to scare the opposition with his genuine pace upfront. It reminded me of a young Linford Christie. Ironic as we were playing at fortress Linford.
In the mean streets of Brentford, Ramon in known as a bad man. But at Linford there was nothing bad about his game. Working hard to defend and showing real spirit to fight for every ball.
Now Charles Offord was the actual bad man of this game. His language was nearly as offensive as a walkabout night out in temple. Yes, he did score another ‘slam dunk the funk’ goal with his brand new stick his mum bought for his. However, his celebration was so X rated that DMX the rapper wouldn’t have been able to rap about it in his next album.
With only moment to go in the game, Louis the ginger ninja of our defense, mistimed his dive from the opposition and this sealed the result to a 2-1 loss for the Chiswick.
A game of frustration for Chiswick, onwards and to the pub!!!
MOM: Andrew Jordan - solid
DOD: Charles Offord - yellow card after the game for being a terrible person