Following last week’s pulsating derby game against old foes Upton, Nomads 6ths this week hosted a team from further afield, Whitegate, a picturesque village, nestling on the banks of River Weaver, near WInsford.
Before the game, the Amber army were bouyant and riding high, after the previous week’s five star performance. However the confident mood was quickly dissipated as the players strode toward the pitch and quickly noticed the fresh faced, young limbed opposition moving slickly through a pre-match warm up routine. Some of the Nomad players now looked apprehensive, others paled and visibly wilted, and with team manager Clive away eyeing potential new recruits at Old Trafford, the omens were not looking good.
Whitegate started briskly, moving the ball with real purpose and intent.
By half time the visitors had stormed into a 3 goal lead.
In the second half, Nomads, despite now kicking uphill, were far more organised and purposeful. Polish international Marek went close with a thunderous shot from 30 yards ( like a cannonball in full flight) which just skimmed past the far post. Shortly afterward young Nathan hit a speculative shot truly destined for the bottom corner, until their keeper miraculously scooped onto the post.
Later in the game as the younger legs of the opposition began to dictate, the Nomads defence stood firm and resolute, including some goalkeeping heroics from Dalat, until the second half deadlock was broken by a long range unstoppable shot into the top corner.
FT. Nomads 6ths 0 Whitegate 4
Despite the scoreline there were many positives to take for the home side. The defence was organised, solid and compact for the most part. Denis revelled in his new role as wing back. He was equally adept at defending and attacking, as he dashed up and down the right flank all day long. His performance resembled that of a young Trent Alexander Arnold.
Take your pick. Kenny was superb, with a work rate that was phenomenal for a player of his vintage. Nathan patrolled the left side superbly. Damo, Andy, impeccable at the back. Mark in midfield. Mo’s dazzling footwork.