Women's 2s 3 - 2 Holcombe 1s (H)

Sorry this report’s a little late,
But trust me - it was worth the wait.

Vibes were high in the changing room scene,
Katie shirtless… well, no number 11 to be seen
Music loud and energy right,
Warm-up was buzzing - we were ready to fight.

Up against Holcombe, high performance and quick,
But we started sharp, fast, and slick.

Then 1–0 down… it should never have been,
A lapse in focus - not our finest scene.
But Lucy said “nope” and levelled the score,
1–1 and we’re back once more.

Then somehow (again?!) we slipped behind,
2–1 down - not switched on in the mind.
But Lot stepped up with magic and flair,
An outrageous P-flick flying through air.

2–2 and the crowd’s alive,
You could feel the whole team starting to thrive.
Will on the sideline starting to stress,
“Score doesn’t matter!” …yeah right, I guess

Gemma off, pads off - extra player thrown in,
All or nothing, we’re going for the win.
Short corner won in the dying two,
Pip slaps low and Lucy deflects it through - 3–2!

Final whistle, cheers all around,
The happiest team you’ve ever found.
Match teas lovely, vibes supreme,
Post-game glow from the dream team.

Nina shining, deserved PoM crown,
Cecily DoD… for absolutely no reason written down
What a game, what a fight, what a crew -
Holcombe 2, but we take it 3–2