Another dominant performance, as Leatherhead repeat the score line of Tuesday night with four goals (with another own goal).
Met Police failed to consistently deal with Leatherhead from the start. Our attackers were allowed to roam freely down the left wing but they seemed to stamp out anything down our right...
It was also clear we were going to be shooting more. These shots were troubling the horses, in the facility behind, more than the 'keeper but it was nice to see the intent.
The our opening goal. An attack down our left and a cut-back ball into the box, found Hector how slotted it passed the 'keeper who was well out of position.
The second goal was a calamity from their number six. Just seconds early he had volleyed it just over his own goal, mistiming everything. He made no mistake from the following corner which found him unmarked at the far post; keeping his head over the ball he calmly stroked it into his own net.
A Braverman-style halftime team talk saw our hosts come out a lot more organised and for 20 minutes looked the most likely to get one back and make it interesting. Leatherhead got through this spell and started applying pressure for more goals.
The Met's 'keeper had opted to kick it long all game but for some reason started playing out from the back when we were at our most adventurous. This resulted in him getting the ball back with Stagg bearing down on him and in the resulting panic, played it into his shins and it rebounded towards goal and needed no further encouragement to cross the line.
In injury time Stagg made it four... but I missed this goal.
Onto Tuesday and a NEW GROUND KLAXON of Badshot Lea...