MoM: John Ratcliff
Having managed to navigate through the Bromley and Beckenham maze of similar looking suburbs and streets we arrived at the imposing HSBC building and ground.
With a bare 11 and some of us not used to playing full games we didn’t do too badly in the first half and the half-time score of 0-0 was a fair reflection of the territorial balance of the game though Trigger in the Friars goal had more work to do than his counterpart. There was space aplenty for both teams and neither capitalised as they should though John Ratty Ratcliffe at right back was in one of his no nonsense “it’s my ball” moods and having his best game of the season.
It was 15 minutes into the second half before a goal mouth scramble and melee enabled the home team to gain the lead with much vocal celebrating from the goal scorer which even embarrassed his team mates such was his passion!
The Friars came back with long balls from Pete Neville, some energetic running from Tom Parkin with youngster Adam Mchale working extra hard to get round the New Beccs defence with his skills. He succeeded but unluckily John Aikin hit the post with his shot. Other shots went wide and maybe it was just not the Friars day.
Some of the Friars steam went out of their play a little and New Beccs pounced on some tired Friars play to get a second goal 10 minutes from time and there the matter rested. A highly competitive game which left 11 Friars not up to much on a Saturday evening apart from the one and only Pete Bowell who took himself and Mrs B off shopping at Bluewater on the way home – he obviously had not having exerted himself enough on the pitch though he reckoned it was a quid pro quo arrangement!