Mens 2XI Vs ISCA C

After a late blossoming start from an exhausted petal the 2's were underway. Vacating Plymouth via the Devon expressway allowed for some well needed shut eye for those who had 'made up numbers' in Cuba. Famous last words from the petal. Notable absence from former ones,now threes player, Chappell did not faze the team

The momentum was with Plymouth from the start, but a breakaway goal for ISCA against the grain of play was a sobering moment for the Plymouth Rangers.

Some absolutely telegraph passing from the midfield lead to a JOC goal bringing us back to level pegging.

TJ's acting as left back and uphc colander used the hole in his stick to donate them a second goal.

A ball to JOC was followed up by a second through ball to Stephens, giving it the beans like a dog on heat searching for his goal. Silky skills taking it round the keeper and reversing into the bottom corner brought uni equal again.

With 10 minutes left of the half a exuberant counter attack by the Rangers, swarming forward like locusts in biblical proportions, ended in JOC getting a second assist, finished gracefully by the 4 in 4 out and out magician/striker Elmo (some say he wears a magic hat).

In a mistake reminiscent of TJs earlier errors, sloppy defending mishaps, aided and abetted JOC in securing a 4th for the uni (someone control him!!!).

With the first half nearing an end, some diaphanous defence from Plymouth allowed ISCA to get two well drilled goals in quick succession. Some interested onlookers drew parallels to two takeshi's castle contestants running through Japanese paper doors in knock knock.

When the whistle blew, the quick ISCA comeback took the fizz from the golden moet that is captain Lewis's half time talk.

The second half was boring, no-one scored. Entertainment was however provided by a quick 'discussion' between the umpire and a mystery observer (rumour has it he was a subcontinent international scout)

TJ grew into a Pablo Picasso role, drawing out the fouls. As the full Time whistle blew, the famous five stepped up to take flicks. Two strong flicks from Lewis and Stephens and a save from keeper James put the uni in a strong position. JOC and BB missing their flicks brought it back to a nervous final flick for the man with nerves of steel matt Hobson. Looking left but Flicking right the keeper was sold like an estate agent selling hotels on Mayfair. The ball found the net but the score was met by the indigenous Exeterite's final flicker, signalling sudden death.

Lewis calmly tucked away another flick away bottom corner shifting pressure to the home team. Luckily the post was on our side and the uni progress to the next round of the Devon cup.

MOM: James (top banana)

DOD: Myles, (petal, flower, the artful tax dodger, Al Capone of the Channel Islands) also TJ (Sri Lanky, colander, mr charitable, Chair of save the ISCA foundation)