Hayes and Yeading 4 v 3 Kensington Dragons U15B
It was a game with blasts from the past that we hoped would point to the future. We’d met Hayes and Yeading at the start of last season and took them to the wire in a six-goal thriller. Now, freshly promoted, we wanted to show them how far we’d come. And in the opening half we were as good as our word.
Despite their freakish opener, that seemed Southall-bound before a heaving gust dropped the ball into our unguarded net, our style, our graft, our simple class shone through. Soon 2-1 up Hayes took to playing the wind, sending high balls over our solid defence in the hopes of a hand from the Hillingdon heavens. At the break we had them broken.
But just as this Eagles team remind you why we watch this game, they don’t let you forget that frustration is key to its DNA. What slipped their minds was that old, weary cliché: it really is a game of two halves and here, only one team turned up in the second. A lucky equaliser and two undefended free kicks took the shine off the game. West London wept with the cold drizzle extinguishing the last sparks of the Dragons’ fire. A stunning solo goal by our man-of-the-match number 8 was too too little, too too late. The future?Well the heights we hit promise hugely. But let those truths hang over us henceforth. It’s not just a funny old game…