The two gladitorial teams took to the pitch shortly after 9pm as finally problems with attaching shoes and socks was finally resolved (you know who you are).
With whites looking like the effects of Christmas turkeys and New Year parties had added some extra 'weight' to their defence, the game started even, for about 15 seconds.
Blacks quickly took the lead and never really looked back, pulling ahead by 3 or 4 before whites finally saw some of the ball as it popped out from under their bellies. Andy still has the mark on his shirt as proof.
New boy Dave for whites showed some good skill in actually never hitting the target, even from 5 yards, but was most satisfied with his perfromance by the end of the game. He just hopes his beloved Spurs play just as well on Sunday.
Blacks were by far the superior team, in terms of strength, fitness, passing, shooting, tackling, goal-keeping, kissing and generally being nice guys.
Final score about 18-7 to blacks.... Wonderful evening, welcome back to reality and good luck for 2010.