Norfolk Football

Not a Yacht of Defences Will Stop Wroxham!

49 seconds was all

Trafford Park would wait:

On the left Miles hurtled through

To spark up the spate!

Then Joe Taylor darted in

And with silky skill,

Took it round the keeper to

Give home fans a thrill!

Super Joe (on 16) beat

Long Melford's high line

Once again, and with pure ease

Netted most sublime.

The keeper - embarrassed; Joe's

Composure was great

As he rounded him: pure art

Fit to grace The Tate!

Melford's hopes had sailed by now,

Wroxham smashed the bar,

And Miles slotted his brace to

Deepen Melford's scar!

Neat passing around the box

Was - with beauty - struck;

To the keeper's left it curled

And home it would tuck!

This time it was Taylor: Shaun

And - his namesake, Joe

Could have sewn his hat-trick up,

But clipped the post - low.

Villagers pulled one back when

Down the left Judge dashed,

Lashing across Sutton, as

In the Purples cashed.

But... straight up the pitch the hosts

Hurried - thirsty still;

A class dink from Keeley let

With his head, Miles drill

In his third and on they charged

Passion flowed, and Joe

In frustration was told to

Dreaded sin bin - go!

Worry not, though, straight away

In popped number 7;

Miles broke free - crashed home hard...

Yachtsmen were in heaven!

What a win, the football - grand

And they will 'annoy'

Many more defences yet;

Swaffham's next. AHOY!

Beach Road, lights beamed, sunset - beaut

Seasiders v Thorpe.

Summer's late return allowed

Poor weather to warp!

Thorpe would take the lead - a shot

Off a corner kick,

Was pushed out to a Green boot

Who fired it home quick.

Not long after - a class strike

From outside the box,

Dipped into the corner - right

Thorpe punished: in stocks!

Second half was scrappy, and

Quality: exempt;

Brewster put Wells back in front

With a weak attempt

Straight under the keeper it

Waddled. But the best

Goal came late on in the match -

To end this scrap fest!

Looping header from a corner

In the net - it flew;

Full-time: 3-1 to the hosts -

Seasiders drift through.

Trafford Park, and Mildenhall

Town were next in line

For a Wroxham goal feast, but...

This time they'd not dine!

Yachtsmen took the lead through a

Curtis solo run

Which saw him skip half the pitch

In late Summer sun.

His strike zoomed past big Josh Pope

But - on only twelve,

Organised and confident 

Deep the guests would delve.

A free-kick out on the right

Coakley flashed in - neat,

And a strong header from Brown

Sutton - with ease - beat.

Early in the second, Hall

In front - should have been;

Ollie Sutton saved Brown's pen -

Rebound - wide - from Green!

Chances for the hosts were few

Revved up were the Town;

A lifebuoy Yachtsmen required

As they'd slowly drown.

On the watch was sixty-eight

When big Butcher played

A carving ball into Brown:

As sharp as a blade.

Dan Brown shot through Sutton's legs:

Novel link-up play!

And the Blue Wave roared on but

It was not their day.

A late pen shout was turned down;

Taylor sewed things up:

Frustration, just like when Hall

Beat them in the Cup.

Next week - Newmarket, away

1st v 3rd - get set...

Yachtsmen v The Jockeys, who

Wins this...?! Place your bet...

Derby night at Emerald Park 

Unbeaten are Greens;

Norfolk versus Suffolk as

Down the lighting beams...

- - - - - - - - - -

Kirkley forced some corners - early,

The game would not flow;

If there was a plunger free

I'd have had a go!

The first goal - on 45

Was taken quite well:

Swan played Haylock through and a

Golden chance he'd smell!

Cooly, past big Jessup he

Placed it: lead deserved,

And the hosts had work to do -

Was "top spot" reserved...

In the second, out the blocks

Charged the boys in green.

And a challenge on the edge

Of the box: unclean

Gave Gorleston a decent chance;

Step up Mitch McKay...

Lowly round the wall it bent -

K & P would pay!

A class finish to the right

But - as most fans thought

Gorleston could not find the net

And Kirkley soon taught

Them a lesson - on the break

As the drum was bashed,

This time Haylock put Holt through...

And in Royals cashed!

A calm finish - firm - would fire

Up the atmosphere;

And, it would not be long 'til

Explosions drew near!

Alex Kounnas lunged in late,

Haylock rolled in pain;

And the red card whipped out as

Down trickled the rain.

Added time saw Swan sent clear -

And be taken down

In the box by Jessup, who

Acted like a clown!

He, too, could have tasted red

Not just once - but twice!

A big Jessie he was, yet

He'd not pay the price!

Up stepped Goldspink from the spot,

To the left he struck;

Jessup barely moved but flapped

Like a dabbling duck!

Overall a fair result

Kirkley battled hard;

And the Greens just could not break

Their tough, brave rear guard.

Greens Road, with lights burning bright

Holt rolled into town,

And a six goal thriller would

Let nobody down!

A long-ish throw: head - head: GOAL!

One nil to the Town.

Then a cheap pen for United -

Their lead would tear down.

From the re-start, star man, Wilts

Down the right would twist,

Turning a slick ball across - 

Which would not be missed!

A second Holt equaliser

Followed, but the hosts

Battled hard for every ball

And "wanted it" most.

A pen - rolled home - made it three

And, with time now dying,

Angels ran free - keeper skipped -

Placed home; no denying

A fair result on the night,

North Walsham, think I

Have potential to rise fast

And up the leagues - fly!

Amongst drizzle, pelting rain

Lighting beamed, zing heard:

Yachtsmen took on Wanderers

2nd place v 3rd!

Even contest early doors

Until - superstar

Taylor pounced when Mulbarton

Left their back - ajar!

In the box he poached from twelve

In Wayne Rooney style

To smash home, Tom Wright: no chance;

Scouts viewing must smile...!

Then, with half an hour played

Taylor's darting run

Led to a box scramble and

A chance he'd not shun!

A half volley from six yards

Lashed into the net;

Each time Joe received the ball:

A humongous threat!

Before the break, a free-kick

On the right curled in,

And the strong head of Skipper

Powered home the win!

Wroxham, from a corner, had

A fourth cancelled out;

The ball - clearly o'er the line...

A true first half rout!

In the second Taylor's pen

With a stutter: saved;

And Mulbarton's close-range blast

Squandered what they'd crave:

Sutton's hands whacked it away,

Then a solo run,

By Man of the Match: Taylor

Added to the fun!

Dribble half the pitch did he

Like John Barnes on speed,

But another last ditch block

Let Reds not concede!

Yachts sit one point off the top

And - within the crowd,

Watched the Gorleston manager...

Whose joy might be ploughed...!

Tuesday night at Trafford Park
First v second place
Battled out for 3 big points
In the title race!

Bushwhackers in charge of Greens:
Vocal from the start,
As drums bashed in tandem with
Fans not kept apart!

And it was not long before
This match came to life:
By a man who, when he plays
Goal scoring is rife!

In the middle, Ingram - free
One touch - back of net;
3 mins in and this game now
Well and truly set!

Wroxham tried to break Greens down
Taylor - the main man,
But Gorleston defended well
Led by their big man

Jessup in goal - who kept out
Spooner - several times,
Mostly as the visitors
Failed to clear their lines!

In the second, half hour left
Doubled Greens their lead;
Connor Ingram once again
Did the deadly deed!

A deflected low shot found
Its way to the net,
Knocking the Yachtsmen off course...
But one back they'd get!

A shot on the left-hand side
Average at best,
From Curtis went through big Jake...
Up his clean sheet messed!

Wroxham three the kitchen sink
At the Green Machine,
But they could not find a way
It was not to be their day
Final whistle scene...

Passionate - joy and despair,
Gorleston : four points clear;
A game - proper - the crowd: class,
400 fans here!

Mulberry Park - cards galore!

More are not on show

In Clintons and truth be told

This killed the game's flow.

It was hardly dirty, and

As the fans did moan,

An "assessor" must have been

Setting this mad tone!

Wanderers were better, and

 "Crystal Maze" played well,

Shoring bits up at the back

And soon they would quell

Any hopes Thetford possessed;

A by-line trip first:

On 16 was spotted and

The pen calmly nursed!

Henery placed to the right

And - close they would come

To a second; Thetford's aims

Now looked truly glum:

Dom Dogget on 58

In "style" made it two;

From behind they weren't coming,

They were in a stew

Oliver - through: double saved

Dogget chipped it home;

FA Vase dreams did - perhaps

In Thetford minds roam...

"Milky Bar Kid" for the hosts

Had a decent game;

Overall - a fair result;

Three more points Blues claim!

Aldiss Park, Tuesday night

Bury Town the guests;

The Blues started sharper - they

Niggled like bed pests!

But, a slice of quality

Well, not one but two,

Put the Magpies in front as

The temp slowly grew!

Down the left a class back-heel

Hipperson - the cheek!

Fed the ball to Fisk who laid

Off to Bammont - sleek:

His twist and loop took a "bump,"

A teeny deflection...

But it neatly found the net

And caused great infection

To the Suffolk side, as soon

The crossbar was clipped;

But on 32 - no fear -

Box scramble - they pipped!

Jarvis slotted home: 2 nil

Dereham now on top;

Until 41, when from

A corner - they'd flop!

Hastings headed to the left

A well taken goal,

And the second half looked like

It would need no coal

For it was fuelled, ready to

Chug on with great speed;

But no goals would follow on

Hungry net: no feed!

Magpies has a pen shout, and

Lively - the time flew;

For a second booking, Fenn

Down the tunnel'd: shoo!

Overall a fair result

And a new chant formed;

It might sound rude, so you had

Better all be warned:

 "We're black

  We're white,

 We're f***ing dynamite,

 Dereham town!

 Dereham town!"