Morning glory…

Following a hunt for a seemingly mythical heated floor the lads settled down to hear some words of mild inspiration from mens club captain and captain on the day Brian.

Clearly some found these words uninteresting as new 2s player Will Tweddle was spotted completing his duolingo during the team talk.

On the pitch WT managed to lose a ball and break his water bottle during the warm up, DOD behaviour to say the least and not a good morning for the young lad.

Following pushback, Newcastle drew early blood (as the ball bounced up and cut the nose of a member of the Darlington opposition). However, the boys did find an early lead with Brian slipping the ball into Paul on the back post who slotted away a deflection that Alex Lawson would be proud of. Brian’s smile at the thought of some fantasy points was almost as large as the gap left open to Alex R on the back post who snatched at the thought of the chance of a goal and completely bottled it.

Newcastle went through the gears with the front line proving too much for Darlington, a flurry of goals before they went into half time left the score line at 6-0 at the break.

In the second half the goals continued to roll in. Sam V V baffled even himself as to how he had scored 4 goals. However, to be fair to the lad he put in a sensational performance. It remains unknown if it was his fast hands or sensational good looks that left the Darlington defenders in a daze.

Special mention to Neil for beating 2 men and attempting to put it on the back post for Brian who had made a darting run to the back post. Unfortunately, his pass was wayward and a little high and somehow nestled itself in the top corner. (Jokes aside - a sensational goal).

Tired legs allowed darlo to have a last minute attack and win a short corner. Clearly bored by the lack of action throughout the game Cal the dragon in net decided to deflect the wayward shot towards his own goal and a Darlo player tapped it in. This left a bitter taste in the newcastle mouths.

Thankfully, thanks to Keith, pints at the pub quickly washed this away. (Or a pastie in Alex’s case).

Match report by William Tweddle