Watching leaves drop from the Apple tree I begin to ponder how Sunday morning would unfold. Would these leaves transmogrify into teardrops?

Why such a long face when surrounded by such beautiful native flora? Splendiferous autumnal colours iridescent beneath slate grey skies.

It’s early Sunday morning so what gives in the Kinchin household? A general silence before I open a window and take in the new air. Distant whoops and wailing from pitches at Imber Court or maybe Grists?

Next a distant ping on my mobile phone and it’s the buoyant Old Tiffs What’s app group? Taking lead from Ole perhaps. Gaffer Baile announcing the news that he is to step down (it’s uncertain you can stoop down much lower)?

After 4 successful years, Baile sites the fact that the fresh breeze of change is required to replace an increasing bad odour. It would be churlish to suggest there were other salient facts at hand and he wouldn’t admit to any anyhow.

Childlike I put the phone down and run upstairs, wake the wife to announce, “He has finally done one”! She didn’t share my jubilance naturally, having only met the Gaffer once, she left that encounter with a feeling that he was a decent and amiable chap. That’s first impressions for you?

Anyway, Sunday suddenly brightened up, the rapid demise of the 2nd  best team in Manchester and their woeful result at Watford. The fate on Saturday evening of the Baby-Faced assassin and now even bigger news closer to home.

It would be a tad nefarious to suggest I am genuinely happy. I’ve managed a side for 7 years and understand more than most the compromise, commitment and care involved in running Football Teams.

After Saturday’s result against West London Rams the difference in quality was palpable. With only 13 Tiffs players available and 40 registered, the notion of a big personnel shake up was utter nonsense as a threadbare squad welcomed the 2nd best team in the division.

A miscellaneous squad hampered further still by a team selection process that lifted straight from a comic book. Strikers playing in defense or midfield, a goalkeeper who has not played outfield for 2 years selected to go up top?
To be fair the previous weeks team performance lacked spirit and quality. Against the Rams it just lacked quality as Old Tiffs put in a performance that hinted towards effort if nothing else. Aesthetically unpleasing on the eye, I have to say The Rams were otherwise an organized bunch.

Passing it around at will it looked like this was a lighthearted training match until Jayson started to stand on toes and ruffle a few feathers. We didn’t look like scoring, and we didn’t as the Rams superiority eventually picked away at a waning Tiffs defense. Unfit and out of position, Jayson naturally hobbled off injured as we were pummeled into submission.

This one ended Old Tiffs 0 West London Rams 5

Notables: The Rams Ghetto Blaster and a quite excellent choice of tunes. The Rams lending a little heat, momentarily brightening up the Tiffs Clubhouse before returning to the ice box soon after they left.

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