Ah, the first day of the new season. Theres 3471 supporters waiting for me to start a new era for this club in Frisia. Hopefully the new faces will signal a year where we wouldnt be subject to ANOTHER year of mid-table obscurity. I was nervous, and I knew some of the players were too, but none showed it. We were facing Den Bosch, a team known for its affairs with Eredivisie Relegation and Jupiler League Promotion, a team gunning for the title. And so it began - the match I had to make my mark in...

After just 2 minutes, I was surely dreaming. Are we that bad that I'm dozing off??? NO is the answer. For a corner that led to a scramble saw Marc Mboua head it to ALO BARENGRUB to volley the ball into the back of the net first time from 12 yards. I just wish it stayed a dream game.

10 minutes later, the inevitable happened. A stunning freekick from Paul Beekmans made leather find twine after deflecting off our wall. Conceding is one thing, but watching your opponents score great goals. It puts you on the verge of hysteria. Not the good kind either...

But it wasnt Den Bosch's day. I hoped. And Celso Borges paid back some of his 30k transfer fee after slotting the ball into the far corner after Marinus Dijkhuizen slipped him through. Unfortunately it was offside. Thank god the referee was being stupid.

We went in to the half 2-1 up. And at 61 minutes a cross by Mboua found a defenders head. It went back to Dijkhuizen who headed it back into the 6-yard box where none other than Alex Fernandez was on hand to volley the ball home. Though it was a weak shot. And he would surely have missed had it not been from 1 yard out.

We were winning. The fans were singing. I started singing too. And suddenly it went silent. And then everyoen was laughing (hopefully for some stupid reason, not because of me), and then they started singing again, and so did I.

Alex Fernandez couldve been singing too. Since he went up to the penalty spot looking to get his second goal (we got a spot kick in the 89th) but he kinda forgot to stop concentrating on the singing and start thinking about scoring. His shot was parried by the keeper. But the keeper, who is like the ref (stupid) gave it right back to him, and even Alex Fernandez couldnt miss from there. GOAL TIME. FUN TIME. HAPPY TIME. YAY TIME.

Referee blows whistle. We become happy. And one look at that scoreboard (which I should get around to upgrading sometime) tells you why.

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