…which according to Mr Bridge, roughly translates to, "A grief too great to be told, O queen, you bid me renew". Or in plain Scottish, "Shut yer gob, a dinnae wantae blether aboot-it, ya ken?"

Fortunately, the M5s suffered from collective amnesia, as not one of us can remember any of the goals conceded.

Undeniably, we do vividly recall and celebrate the countless amazing saves made by the hero of the match, youngster Ben Thompson, kitted out in his newly acquired goalkeeping kit; the lad was on fire! One special mention was off a flick awarded against South due to David Bridge strategically stopping the ball from crossing the goal line…with his foot. The experienced opposition flicker slung the ball mightily into the air towards the net. Ben shot out his arm as a jab of lightning, to deflect the ball over the goal, as his teammates screamed congratulations and joyously celebrated. A sure-goal thwarted thanks to the Bridge-Thompson tag team!

Captain Simon Kitchen showed great leadership by organising the substitutions and positions during the week as well as before game start and half time.

Kudos was deserved as we actually made some great breakthroughs. Only minutes into the game Oliver Weston lined up a perfect shot on goal, and only missed by a narrow margin. Alex West too had a great run on goal from the halfway line, but it too was unfortunately foiled by the opposition goalkeeper.

Indeed, newcomer John Gourd commanded the midfield beautifully, without whom the score would have undoubtedly been far worse.

Not surprisingly, it was actually all great fun…even the part when Simon Kitchen valiantly caught a rogue lifted ball in his ribs, forcing him to limp off the pitch… Or when Shahzad Ali caught a strike on his ankle, forcing him to limp off the pitch… Or when, earlier in the week, Adrian Granger Brown caught a stick in the face requiring stitches, forcing him to limp off the pitch… (and get his injury as the avatar on the M5s' WhatsApp group to celebrate the fallen hero)… Or when Howard Steed face planted on the pitch, but was too stubborn to take any time off!

Glowing and Gleeful, the green opposition too, were good sports all round.

Hard as the game may have been, we all had fun encouraging, celebrating, and making fun of one another. Purple hearts were awarded, Latin was learned, and a hero was crowned. The score has already been forgotten, but the memories of a good time shall linger indefinitely…

Even now, everyone is eagerly anticipating our next match: The famed M4s; Robarton Hood, Not-So-Little-John, and their band of merry men!

Little do they know that bold strategies are being planned, such as building a Lego man-wall in front of goal and spectacular aerials into their D.

Let's give them a good fight, chaps!