Torpedo Entenhausen collected six points in four days to move firmly into the top half of division 2 in Bochum's spare time league. A 2-1 win with 10 players on Friday was followed by a today's win, where we faced only 10 opposing players.
In both games I landed quite hard with my right knee on the cinder pitch. The cut from Friday had just about scabbed over, but today I managed to land on exactly the same spot just below the knee and reopen the wound. The grazes over the upper shin are still scabbed, but have new cuts mixed in with them.
At least I am better off than teammate Stefan, who had blood running down from both his knees, as though he had been subject to a double kneecapping. After he showered, blood was splattered down the tiles of the shower room. Bernd, a veteran of 20 years playing in the Freizeitliga, said that his elbows and knees are covered in tiny scars.
It wasn't by any means a dirty game, even though the opposition had one player sent off. It just lies in the nature of cinder pitches and human flesh. Somethings gotta give, and it usually isn't the pitch.
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