I’m not particularly proud, but we got the three points. We played… well,
we scored two goals and got the win, so that’s all that matters. Nevermind that
the 12th place team on the table pinned us back for much of the match and had
two goals disallowed, taking twelve shot with a ridiculously clinical seven on
target. Nevermind that our squad took a beating, with injuries potentially
lurking postmatch. At the end of the day, we were desperate for the three
points, and more desperate for the mental boost those points could give us. As
my redneck friends here in ‘Murica say, “Git ‘er done.”
Three points was enough on this day |