Accies in Cantoria 2012
An Accies Select squad went out to Ian and Andrea's lovely Andalucian village of Cantoria in May 2012, just as we had the year before.
This time, instead of a tournament, we had a full 90 minutes against a local team.
Well, we got beat 4-1. I got our '1' - outside of the left boot, first time, took the keeper by surprise, and myself if I'm honest - but missed a couple I should have done better with. And their 4 were all scored by teenagers, which was snot fair...!
The heat was bearable, from memory; the match was played in the right spirit, and we all enjoyed it.
Here are some pictures, starting with the Accies/Ex-pat XI, featuring - deep breath...
Back row, L to R:
Pete Roberts, Andy Dade (cap'n, oh my cap'n), Norman King, Craig Edge, Ken Hind, Dave Young, Anthony Emery, Simon Mesner [strike partner - laid on the ball for the goal]
Front row, L to R:
Stuart Dade, John 'Macca' McNally, Ian 'The Gaffer' Holmes, Luke Fallon, Barry Higginbottom, and Me.
Here's captain oh my captain Andy Dade and, er, their captain - details to be advised (bloody tough defender to get past)...
As before, we had our pre-match beers in the wonderful place run by Tony, a man who produces mind-blowingly good tapas for 1Euro each [I get charged £4.50 each for the same dish less expertly cooked in Durham], and so here is the full Original Accies complement:
(L to R): Anthony, Andy, Ian 'The Gaffer', Stuart, Andrea (Ian's missus, and Chief Barmy Army Rabble-Rouser), Macca, Simon, Luke [camera shy/lazy arse], and Ian and Andrea's wonderful daughter, Bella.
We returned to Tony's place for the evening meal, and the photo below was taken by one of the kids of an ex-pat policeman, Chris from Coventry (not sure which kid, sorry). His task was to get every single person present in shot. We'd done this the year before, and it had succeeded in distracting them for the best part of half an hour; same trick, same result! The boy done good, I think you'll agree. Might have been on his Dad's shoulders...
On the Saturday evening, after watching some European club match of some significance - the final outcome of which remains buried deep in my bitter soul [these two pictures tell the full horror of what happened]...
... we went on to another bar, and had drunken table football and pool tournaments, before I commandeered their Spotify - nobody else was in the joint; just us - and rocked the house with some even more drunken DJing, but featuring "Freak Scene", the Quo's "Caroline (Live)" and what I think should be England fans' unofficial anthem, "Swords of 1000 Men"!
A splendid weekend, and roll on 2013, when The Gaffer will be celebrating a birthday (whisper it, it's his 50th)!
Well, we got beat 4-1. I got our '1' - outside of the left boot, first time, took the keeper by surprise, and myself if I'm honest - but missed a couple I should have done better with. And their 4 were all scored by teenagers, which was snot fair...!
The heat was bearable, from memory; the match was played in the right spirit, and we all enjoyed it.
Here are some pictures, starting with the Accies/Ex-pat XI, featuring - deep breath...
Back row, L to R:Pete Roberts, Andy Dade (cap'n, oh my cap'n), Norman King, Craig Edge, Ken Hind, Dave Young, Anthony Emery, Simon Mesner [strike partner - laid on the ball for the goal]
Front row, L to R:
Stuart Dade, John 'Macca' McNally, Ian 'The Gaffer' Holmes, Luke Fallon, Barry Higginbottom, and Me.
Here's captain oh my captain Andy Dade and, er, their captain - details to be advised (bloody tough defender to get past)...
As before, we had our pre-match beers in the wonderful place run by Tony, a man who produces mind-blowingly good tapas for 1Euro each [I get charged £4.50 each for the same dish less expertly cooked in Durham], and so here is the full Original Accies complement:
(L to R): Anthony, Andy, Ian 'The Gaffer', Stuart, Andrea (Ian's missus, and Chief Barmy Army Rabble-Rouser), Macca, Simon, Luke [camera shy/lazy arse], and Ian and Andrea's wonderful daughter, Bella.
We returned to Tony's place for the evening meal, and the photo below was taken by one of the kids of an ex-pat policeman, Chris from Coventry (not sure which kid, sorry). His task was to get every single person present in shot. We'd done this the year before, and it had succeeded in distracting them for the best part of half an hour; same trick, same result! The boy done good, I think you'll agree. Might have been on his Dad's shoulders...
On the Saturday evening, after watching some European club match of some significance - the final outcome of which remains buried deep in my bitter soul [these two pictures tell the full horror of what happened]...
... we went on to another bar, and had drunken table football and pool tournaments, before I commandeered their Spotify - nobody else was in the joint; just us - and rocked the house with some even more drunken DJing, but featuring "Freak Scene", the Quo's "Caroline (Live)" and what I think should be England fans' unofficial anthem, "Swords of 1000 Men"!
A splendid weekend, and roll on 2013, when The Gaffer will be celebrating a birthday (whisper it, it's his 50th)!
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