Honey Badgers Do Themself Proud in 0-3 Loss to Thunder
It. Is. Over.
Well, at least the heavy lifting is over. Yesterday’s match against a pesky, 2nd place Austin Thunder was the final “top dawg” opponent that the Honey Badgers had to face in this damned year of character building. The only thing that remains is a “Stay Cool See Ya Next Summer” last day of school bash with Phoenix.
The early morning at Onion Creek was a musty mess of mosquitos and man sweat.
Although it was looking grim just before game time with only seven Badgers warming up, when the opening whistle blew, there were two subs nestled snugly inside Badgertown to provide Cameron Road with the legs to do battle against the big boys in green and black…. well, they eventually played in green and black as the game was slightly delayed because the guy with the paper sack full of jerseys was running late. I mean, seriously, who are these teams who can’t seem to trust their players with the holding, washing and transportation of their own jerseys? Do they also have a team shoe-tier, and a
Cameron Road welcomed back some defenders, well, Chris G at least, as he slotted back into the back line. Peterson remained a valuable defensive asset, sending his booming goal kicks towards any bald head he could target.
The early Thunder goal not withstanding, Cameron Road was having a lot of luck defending their attacks, blocking their shots, watching their striker miss the goal, passing their way out of trouble, and hurting Thunder with some great quick-strike counter attacks. Cameron Road was obviously not looking to roll over and play dead, but rather they were eager to let their Honey Badger pride bubble up to the top like a frosty mug of Guinness.
Only down a goal at the half and within a shout.
Oranges.
The second half was more of the same. The Honey Badgers dug in, but Thunder was in control and were out for blood. Their striker was on a mission, as he blasted shot after shot towards Jay’s nest, but all his efforts were either stopped by the master shot stopper, deflected by worthy Honey Badgers, or were just off the mark.
The Honey Badgers continued to try and rev-up their counter attacking game to relieve some pressure, but it was proving a tricky task to move the ball out of their own end.
With a bright-eyed 21 year old referee at the helm, and Thunder’s growing unease at the razor-thin scoreline, tempers started to heat up. First up was Billy as he riled up the Thunder #7, but it was obviously a misunderstanding as he was only complementing him for his muscular broad chest and Clark Kent like haircut. It must have all gotten lost in the Scottish dialect.
Next up was Adam, who took offense to getting pushed in his own box and responded in kind with a tug here, a shin there, and some choice “hot button” words for the Thunder forward to cry to his Mommy about. “He called me a dirty word Mommy, it makes me so gosh darn mad!!!” Cooler heads eventually prevailed, but Thunder was able to connect on a free kick that Chappy most likely moved his head from in order to get a better view of the ball zipping by the Bald Dome of Power en route to the back of the net.
Adam also had a nice smash and grab demolition of the Thunder center back when we went full Andy Michaelis (who is scheduled for a Fall Reboot) on him at the other end of the pitch.
The team took a collective pineapple.
Playing well and soaking up the final moments of their Over 30 Premier blood letting, the Honey Badgers had to witness the Thunder striker finally notch his goal after 247 attempts in the 88th minute. Still, the Badgers did themselves proud as they showed up, fought the good fight, and settled in for what was surely a fantastic post-game.
Man-of-the-Match: BT was barely a few days out from bringing his second Honey Badger cub into the world, but he showed up, dropped some knowledge, and didn’t give a shit. Respect.
