A dutch-scoaring LXG…here we are !!!
The prismatic planetary team continues on its positive trend
Year 2008 just began and the sky was unexpectedly grey on Brussels last saturday. The weather was unfair and the temperature reached a minimum level, the lowest degree of all the year !!!
Few guys met in front of Kitty’s at the European Commission to leave for playing the return match against Mahiermont, a team of wallon peasants retired and inured themselves to belgian beers and carbonnade, whose the most recent football match watched at the TV was the last victory of England in an international tournament. Ages ago indeed.
Team spirit was still high after the break, in and out of the pitch. Some players looked overweight and with a punch of fantasy one could distinguish the silhouette of turkeys, porks and ducks and all eatable animal (ie. except mosquitos) through their stomaches. LXG players’ grand-mother’s seemed to have all together conspired against the team, from Lecce to Rovaniemi, from Istanbul to Madrid…
Once in the changing rooms, jokes were easily served on a silver dish by our dutch striker Luc “Brutus”: the brave guy from Amlelo arrived in the vestiaire wearing an improbable XXS Orange shirt from the deep ’70 (some argued they saw a dedication with an autograph from the great Johan Neeskens on it…) and spread naftaline all around his suddendly become ex-ex-ex-friends…
Good auspice, may it be.
Paulus Romanus was on his boerian luna di miele, miles away from his team but most probably trying to negotiate a prohibited business with the national south-african satellite institut, to check what was going on at Tervuren. and other fellows were still on their holidays, picking up girls by telling legends on their superb football team.
5 minutes before the starting whistle, a couple of Mahiermontois came to LXG, laughing and showing a yellow shirt and saying: “Nous - pas – avoir – maillot – jaune - car – pas – lavé…” Do you want to smell ? was the hidden question. And not so much hidden, actually.
Then we played in red, apart Luc who weared fucsia shorts for kids.
The initial line up:
Alessandro “Red Dragon”
Fra – McScouser – Flo – Viv
Cata – Copacabana – Shaju – Martjin
Ceyhun and Luc
First lesson learnt from the 1st half of the season: not to lose any precious time and start always alla grande.
Indeed, the 1st ten minutes at the BBT futuristic stadium (no human being in the surrounding 10 km apart from the 26 players + the best Bon Délégué of Benelux – ours of course) showed that this team has a great spirit: 8 seconds and we lead !!!
King of Duvel gets the ball, opens to the left side for the upcoming dutch springbok from Rotterdam – the dutch beast – who goes on running, gets free of a couple of wallon jaguars (strange version of jaguars this one…), crosses to the centre of the small box and.. deliciously Brutus delivers the ball en volée behind the goally !!!
1 – 0 after 8 seconds, probably a record.
Good start but maybe too good… LXG relaxed a bit, proving not focused as they should have been. Still the match has no history: the Dutch Beast does what he wants on his side, so does Cata on the right. The defence confirms his great condition and solidity, good work from the pillars in the mid.
In one of the many occasions we had, the ball arrived to the Turkish Hawk, the only man supporting Galatasaray in Ixelles, who catched it and put it elegantly in.. Gooaaall !!!
Then arrived a whistle from a black blackest-than-ever man for a controversial offside… still 1 – 0.
Again for LXG, King of Duvel gets free of 12 ennemies (one from his own side), delights the fellows with a circus pirouette and… kicks the balls towards the BST pub, probably an excuse to go there later on…
“Unlucky !” was heard from the defence line…
Objectivity is not part of LXG, hopefully.
Few moments of semi-panic came for the defence, a couple of corners for Mahiermont, but no tangible risk for LXG, with the Red Dragon splitting fire from up and from down too…
At the break James City entered for Ceyhun, Jani for Cata and Jean-Luc for Fra. Viv took the right back, Jani ahead of him, Jean-Luc on the left back and James up front.
LXG started very well the second half, while Mahiermont experienced plenty of difficulties on getting free from the Christmas’ souvenirs.
5 goals were scoared in around 25 minutes:
First, an amazing gymkhana of Shaju from the left corner to the centre, cross for Martjin and ball inevitably in goal !!! 2 – 0 !!!
Then the dutch tandem worked again efficiently, cross from the Dutch Beast to Brutus: no doubt, 3 – 0 !!!
James got the ball 15 meters from the target, crossed for Brutus again… 4 – 0 and match officially opened to amusement !!!
The fifth dutch goal came 3 minutes later, from Martjin… 5 – 0 lads !!!
Always the Dutch Beast conquered the ball on the left, made his 33rd cross for… Captain Pinedaaaaa !!!!! Copacabanaaaaaaaaaaaa !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 6 – 0 !!!!!!!!!!!!!
Despite the large score, LXG continued to attack unceasingly and having billions of opportunities, especially from the wings. One arrived when Jani was on the spot for a penalty… We won’t describe what happens for fairness towards Santa Claus since we were still in Christmas holidays, but we can say that the score remained 6 – 0.
Few moments of pride and demonstration of strength and coordination for LXG defence too and then room for the usual congratulations among all the players. The party is over.
Great spirit, good playing, but next target is very close now… let’s give some medicines to Pharma lads !!!!!!
Francesco
Year 2008 just began and the sky was unexpectedly grey on Brussels last saturday. The weather was unfair and the temperature reached a minimum level, the lowest degree of all the year !!!
Few guys met in front of Kitty’s at the European Commission to leave for playing the return match against Mahiermont, a team of wallon peasants retired and inured themselves to belgian beers and carbonnade, whose the most recent football match watched at the TV was the last victory of England in an international tournament. Ages ago indeed.
Team spirit was still high after the break, in and out of the pitch. Some players looked overweight and with a punch of fantasy one could distinguish the silhouette of turkeys, porks and ducks and all eatable animal (ie. except mosquitos) through their stomaches. LXG players’ grand-mother’s seemed to have all together conspired against the team, from Lecce to Rovaniemi, from Istanbul to Madrid…
Once in the changing rooms, jokes were easily served on a silver dish by our dutch striker Luc “Brutus”: the brave guy from Amlelo arrived in the vestiaire wearing an improbable XXS Orange shirt from the deep ’70 (some argued they saw a dedication with an autograph from the great Johan Neeskens on it…) and spread naftaline all around his suddendly become ex-ex-ex-friends…
Good auspice, may it be.
Paulus Romanus was on his boerian luna di miele, miles away from his team but most probably trying to negotiate a prohibited business with the national south-african satellite institut, to check what was going on at Tervuren. and other fellows were still on their holidays, picking up girls by telling legends on their superb football team.
5 minutes before the starting whistle, a couple of Mahiermontois came to LXG, laughing and showing a yellow shirt and saying: “Nous - pas – avoir – maillot – jaune - car – pas – lavé…” Do you want to smell ? was the hidden question. And not so much hidden, actually.
Then we played in red, apart Luc who weared fucsia shorts for kids.
The initial line up:
Alessandro “Red Dragon”
Fra – McScouser – Flo – Viv
Cata – Copacabana – Shaju – Martjin
Ceyhun and Luc
First lesson learnt from the 1st half of the season: not to lose any precious time and start always alla grande.
Indeed, the 1st ten minutes at the BBT futuristic stadium (no human being in the surrounding 10 km apart from the 26 players + the best Bon Délégué of Benelux – ours of course) showed that this team has a great spirit: 8 seconds and we lead !!!
King of Duvel gets the ball, opens to the left side for the upcoming dutch springbok from Rotterdam – the dutch beast – who goes on running, gets free of a couple of wallon jaguars (strange version of jaguars this one…), crosses to the centre of the small box and.. deliciously Brutus delivers the ball en volée behind the goally !!!
1 – 0 after 8 seconds, probably a record.
Good start but maybe too good… LXG relaxed a bit, proving not focused as they should have been. Still the match has no history: the Dutch Beast does what he wants on his side, so does Cata on the right. The defence confirms his great condition and solidity, good work from the pillars in the mid.
In one of the many occasions we had, the ball arrived to the Turkish Hawk, the only man supporting Galatasaray in Ixelles, who catched it and put it elegantly in.. Gooaaall !!!
Then arrived a whistle from a black blackest-than-ever man for a controversial offside… still 1 – 0.
Again for LXG, King of Duvel gets free of 12 ennemies (one from his own side), delights the fellows with a circus pirouette and… kicks the balls towards the BST pub, probably an excuse to go there later on…
“Unlucky !” was heard from the defence line…
Objectivity is not part of LXG, hopefully.
Few moments of semi-panic came for the defence, a couple of corners for Mahiermont, but no tangible risk for LXG, with the Red Dragon splitting fire from up and from down too…
At the break James City entered for Ceyhun, Jani for Cata and Jean-Luc for Fra. Viv took the right back, Jani ahead of him, Jean-Luc on the left back and James up front.
LXG started very well the second half, while Mahiermont experienced plenty of difficulties on getting free from the Christmas’ souvenirs.
5 goals were scoared in around 25 minutes:
First, an amazing gymkhana of Shaju from the left corner to the centre, cross for Martjin and ball inevitably in goal !!! 2 – 0 !!!
Then the dutch tandem worked again efficiently, cross from the Dutch Beast to Brutus: no doubt, 3 – 0 !!!
James got the ball 15 meters from the target, crossed for Brutus again… 4 – 0 and match officially opened to amusement !!!
The fifth dutch goal came 3 minutes later, from Martjin… 5 – 0 lads !!!
Always the Dutch Beast conquered the ball on the left, made his 33rd cross for… Captain Pinedaaaaa !!!!! Copacabanaaaaaaaaaaaa !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 6 – 0 !!!!!!!!!!!!!
Despite the large score, LXG continued to attack unceasingly and having billions of opportunities, especially from the wings. One arrived when Jani was on the spot for a penalty… We won’t describe what happens for fairness towards Santa Claus since we were still in Christmas holidays, but we can say that the score remained 6 – 0.
Few moments of pride and demonstration of strength and coordination for LXG defence too and then room for the usual congratulations among all the players. The party is over.
Great spirit, good playing, but next target is very close now… let’s give some medicines to Pharma lads !!!!!!
Francesco
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You write very well.
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