While sipping a pre-match drink, I was handed the team sheet and noticed something strange: the away team had been allowed to play in lime green while we were also in green and white. Talk turned to Manchester's grey-kit debacle at Southampton, but who would be the ones ruing this decision? Luckily, Leatherhead's own Ken Monkou, Neil Shipperley and Matt Le Tissier were on hand to make sure it wasn't us.
The opening 25 minutes were everything the vast majority of last Saturday's game wasn't: high tempo and ruthless. The opener came after just ten minutes when a penalty was awarded for handball. Harsh on the defender, who had his arm outstretched to break his fall as he dived to block the shot, but the ball struck it and the referee pointed to the spot. Hogan stepped up for his 21st goal of the season. 1-0.
Jacob Breckon hasn't been on the scoresheet much recently, so it was good to see him cleverly make room for himself inside the box and fire into the bottom corner on 16 minutes. Mark Waters made it three when he pounced on a loose ball at the far post and side-volleyed in from a tight angle just six minutes later. 3-0.
With 25 minutes gone, a group of home supporters started the chant: "Can we play you every week?" It was far too early for such gloating, and Egham scored on the break. IDIOTS! 3-1. That shook Leatherhead a bit, and we had to work hard to regain control and see the half out.
Despite only three minutes being indicated, the referee allowed an extra three or four before Egham finally sauntered out for the second half. They had the manner of a group about to undertake a 45-minute spell of gardening rather than a football match. It was as if they had decided to topple their king over and declare, and we gratefully accepted. The second half was not much of a spectacle. We only had two shots: one from Kane that went just wide, and a dipping free kick from Hogan.
On 60 minutes, the Egham 'keeper went down with the kind of mysterious cramp the league should keep an eye on. All too often, an opposition 'keeper collapses holding his leg to receive "treatment" while the rest of the team have an ad hoc coaching session and a drink, only to play on without so much as a limp.
Three points notched up, though, and now we prepare for the trip to Moneyfields on Saturday…