Cypriot Golden Codgers 13-EHL 14
Football moves in mysterious ways. It may happen that when you face a though and merciless opponent, you spend almost 70 minutes desperately trying to score a goal and watch all your effort being crushed by the keeper or by the defensive wall; it may happen that –no matter how disciplined and organized your defense is, no matter how feline and good the reflexes of your keeper are- you conceded 14 goals; it may happen that you lose a player (Will Dusty Spates) due to a very bad injury with ten minutes to play while trailing behind by four goals; it may happen, at that moment, that even your hard-core fans leave the stadium.
But it is then that almost sparkling from nowhere, when you are in despair, the duty of losing gets miraculously overturned and instead of shrinking back into the box begging for no more balls to hit your net, you went on attack: passion, spirit, childish irresponsibility and a strong belief in team-power. It is then that the Codgers did not start playing equal against equal, no –they played as the big guys against the little. The EHL were in flight and the Codgers in ecstasy. Amin, Ravi and Luca managed to fill the gap and at the very last minute Can saved a certain goal, Matthew cleared and Luca triggered Amin the Machine, who had almost nobody between him and the goal. The shot was powerful and accurate, the keeper beaten but the ball collapsed against the upper bar slipping away while the whistle was blown, leaving the Codgers wondering why they dared to sin against a secret spell that obliged them to lose.
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