Steve Moore
Club Cricketer
Gimnàstic Vs Levante at the Nou Estadil del Nàstic, Tarragona
Quite simply, the biggest game in Levante’s history. A win against Gimnàstic & we would be in Europe. It gonna be quite a night in Valencia, because, with Real Madrid playing Osasuna, there is probably going to only be 1 half of Valencia happy tonight.
I’d been so up for this all week too!
‘We can win this game of football. You know you can win this game of football. They only have 1 decent player, Fernando Morientes. That’s if they can get him away from his Zimmer frame! DO IT & BE HEROES!’
The bell went & out they went, 18 men with our hopes of Europe in their hands:
19. Iván Cuéllar
20. Lee Peltier
13. Mario Tokic
05. Álvaro
14. Ian Harte
08. Lassana Diarra
15. Damiano Tommasi
07. Félix Dja Ettien
18. Chiguy Lucau
06. Emil Hallfreðsson
09. Billy Sharp
SUBS
01. Josu
02. Ulises de la Cruz
04. Ryan Garry
16. Anthony Grant
23. Alexander Baumjohann
10. Oskitz
12. Tino
Kick-off
2nd Minute
ME: ‘FOUL!!! Well done ref.’ ‘Good ball Harty…YES!!!!!!!! COME ON!!!!’
(Harte played a free kick from 40 yards out in the center of the park through the inside right channel where Lucau tucked home from 12 yards out)
18th Minute
ME: ‘Oh go in…AHHHHHHHHHHH.’
(Sharp was gifted the ball by a defender inside the box & he hit the ball straight at the keeper)
29th Minute
ME: ‘Watch him…Watch him in the middle…He’s turned him! OH ********! He let Morientes spin him too easily!
MICK: ‘Do I not like that ****.
(Ball played out to the left hand side, Morientes gets in front of Tokic who was ball watching, 1-1)
31st Minute
ME: ‘PHEW!!!!!!!!!’
*Sprints to edge of the technical area*
ME: ‘Switch back on, FOR HEAVENS SAKE SWITCH BACK ON!’
(Grahn allowed a free shot from 20-yards out, flies well over)
35th Minute
ME: ‘Run at him, Run at him’
MICK: ‘No, cross it...’
ME: ‘OHHHHHHH!’
(Hallfreðsson crosses but Ettien heads miles wide under pressure)
40th Minute
ME: ‘Your away boy…CUT INSIDE…AH…Sharpy’s unmarked…OOOHHHHH!!!’
(Ettien has free rein of the ride side of the pitch, doesn’t cut inside. Drives into box then cuts it back for Sharp who stabs it towards goal where it is turned behind by the keeper)
HALF-TIME
‘You can win this boys, you know can win this if you step it up & just as importantly THEY know you can win this if you step it up. So go out there…& STEP IT UP!!!’
70th Minute
ME: ‘We’re not creating anything; we’re not creating anything! Get warmed up lads…’
MICK: ‘Yep, we ain’t creating **** all & we’re asking for it.’
76th Minute
ME: ‘AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH…Phew!!! I said STEP IT UP, not TONE IT DOWN, JEZ!!!!’
MICK: ‘Yep, asking for it!’
(Corner whipped in & Kiko heads it over for the hosts)
ME: ‘Right Alex, get yourself on, left wing. Also, tell the lads to commit more people up more often.’
(Alexander Baumjohann straight swap with Emil Hallfreðsson. Instructions to push further forward as a team)
78th Minute
ME: ‘Mick, I’m just speechless about that one. I honestly don’t know what to say.’
MICK: ‘Speak for yourself.’
*Stands up & moves into technical area*
MICK: ‘Call that a ******* header. What the hell is that! YOUR WEARING ****** BLACK YOU TWIRP!’
(Goal Kick to Baumjohann, attempts to cushion a header to Tokic. Awful header straight to the opposition striker, 1-on-1 with Cuéllar, & blasts it over)
89th Minute
ME: ‘What a ball…what a ball! Put it away son, PUT IT AWAY SON! OH ****’
(Peltier plays a 40-yard 1st time ball over the top that puts Sharp 1-on-1 with the keeper. Has got to score, blazes miles over)
ME: ‘Right, Bravo, what’s the scores…’
BRAVO: ‘You said you didn’t want to know.’
ME: ‘WELL I DO NOW!’
BRAVO: ‘Well, Mallorca are sunk, they’re losing 3-0 & Madrid are 1 up against Osasuna.’
ME: ‘Granty, get on for Tommasi, straight swap. Tell the lads to play on the counter. A point is good enough.’
(Anthony Grant on for Damiano Tommasi, moving back on the counter attack)
91st Minute
ME: ‘Heavens, these are gonna be a loooonnnggg 4 minutes…Play it Alex…SCORE SHARPY…NNNOOOO’
(4 minutes signaled on 4th official’s board, Baumjohann gets away, flicks it inside to Sharp who blazes it over…again!)
FULL-TIME
ME: ‘Is it over Bravo?’
BRAVO: ‘Yep, it over!’
ME: ‘YYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS’
*Scenes of pandemonium everywhere*
*Head over to the away fans*
EVERYONE: ‘UEFA CUP HERE WE COME, UEFA CUP HERE WE COME.’
‘QUE SERA SERA
WE’RE THE BOYS OF LEVANTE
OH BRING ON THE EUROPE NOW
QUE SERA SERA’
Quite simply, the biggest game in Levante’s history. A win against Gimnàstic & we would be in Europe. It gonna be quite a night in Valencia, because, with Real Madrid playing Osasuna, there is probably going to only be 1 half of Valencia happy tonight.
I’d been so up for this all week too!
‘We can win this game of football. You know you can win this game of football. They only have 1 decent player, Fernando Morientes. That’s if they can get him away from his Zimmer frame! DO IT & BE HEROES!’
The bell went & out they went, 18 men with our hopes of Europe in their hands:
19. Iván Cuéllar
20. Lee Peltier
13. Mario Tokic
05. Álvaro
14. Ian Harte
08. Lassana Diarra
15. Damiano Tommasi
07. Félix Dja Ettien
18. Chiguy Lucau
06. Emil Hallfreðsson
09. Billy Sharp
SUBS
01. Josu
02. Ulises de la Cruz
04. Ryan Garry
16. Anthony Grant
23. Alexander Baumjohann
10. Oskitz
12. Tino
Kick-off
2nd Minute
ME: ‘FOUL!!! Well done ref.’ ‘Good ball Harty…YES!!!!!!!! COME ON!!!!’
(Harte played a free kick from 40 yards out in the center of the park through the inside right channel where Lucau tucked home from 12 yards out)
18th Minute
ME: ‘Oh go in…AHHHHHHHHHHH.’
(Sharp was gifted the ball by a defender inside the box & he hit the ball straight at the keeper)
29th Minute
ME: ‘Watch him…Watch him in the middle…He’s turned him! OH ********! He let Morientes spin him too easily!
MICK: ‘Do I not like that ****.
(Ball played out to the left hand side, Morientes gets in front of Tokic who was ball watching, 1-1)
31st Minute
ME: ‘PHEW!!!!!!!!!’
*Sprints to edge of the technical area*
ME: ‘Switch back on, FOR HEAVENS SAKE SWITCH BACK ON!’
(Grahn allowed a free shot from 20-yards out, flies well over)
35th Minute
ME: ‘Run at him, Run at him’
MICK: ‘No, cross it...’
ME: ‘OHHHHHHH!’
(Hallfreðsson crosses but Ettien heads miles wide under pressure)
40th Minute
ME: ‘Your away boy…CUT INSIDE…AH…Sharpy’s unmarked…OOOHHHHH!!!’
(Ettien has free rein of the ride side of the pitch, doesn’t cut inside. Drives into box then cuts it back for Sharp who stabs it towards goal where it is turned behind by the keeper)
HALF-TIME
‘You can win this boys, you know can win this if you step it up & just as importantly THEY know you can win this if you step it up. So go out there…& STEP IT UP!!!’
70th Minute
ME: ‘We’re not creating anything; we’re not creating anything! Get warmed up lads…’
MICK: ‘Yep, we ain’t creating **** all & we’re asking for it.’
76th Minute
ME: ‘AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH…Phew!!! I said STEP IT UP, not TONE IT DOWN, JEZ!!!!’
MICK: ‘Yep, asking for it!’
(Corner whipped in & Kiko heads it over for the hosts)
ME: ‘Right Alex, get yourself on, left wing. Also, tell the lads to commit more people up more often.’
(Alexander Baumjohann straight swap with Emil Hallfreðsson. Instructions to push further forward as a team)
78th Minute
ME: ‘Mick, I’m just speechless about that one. I honestly don’t know what to say.’
MICK: ‘Speak for yourself.’
*Stands up & moves into technical area*
MICK: ‘Call that a ******* header. What the hell is that! YOUR WEARING ****** BLACK YOU TWIRP!’
(Goal Kick to Baumjohann, attempts to cushion a header to Tokic. Awful header straight to the opposition striker, 1-on-1 with Cuéllar, & blasts it over)
89th Minute
ME: ‘What a ball…what a ball! Put it away son, PUT IT AWAY SON! OH ****’
(Peltier plays a 40-yard 1st time ball over the top that puts Sharp 1-on-1 with the keeper. Has got to score, blazes miles over)
ME: ‘Right, Bravo, what’s the scores…’
BRAVO: ‘You said you didn’t want to know.’
ME: ‘WELL I DO NOW!’
BRAVO: ‘Well, Mallorca are sunk, they’re losing 3-0 & Madrid are 1 up against Osasuna.’
ME: ‘Granty, get on for Tommasi, straight swap. Tell the lads to play on the counter. A point is good enough.’
(Anthony Grant on for Damiano Tommasi, moving back on the counter attack)
91st Minute
ME: ‘Heavens, these are gonna be a loooonnnggg 4 minutes…Play it Alex…SCORE SHARPY…NNNOOOO’
(4 minutes signaled on 4th official’s board, Baumjohann gets away, flicks it inside to Sharp who blazes it over…again!)
FULL-TIME
ME: ‘Is it over Bravo?’
BRAVO: ‘Yep, it over!’
ME: ‘YYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS’
*Scenes of pandemonium everywhere*
*Head over to the away fans*
EVERYONE: ‘UEFA CUP HERE WE COME, UEFA CUP HERE WE COME.’
‘QUE SERA SERA
WE’RE THE BOYS OF LEVANTE
OH BRING ON THE EUROPE NOW
QUE SERA SERA’