Match Report
Westminster Under School U11 Arrows vs  Fulham Prep School
On: Saturday, 06 Oct 2018
Venue: tbc

We set off on the bus journey up to St George's Park, sharing with Fulham prep and Newton Prep. Despite the fact the boys were all about to be playing against each other, there was no animosity which was lovely to see and started the teachers' job off very easily!

The 'how long until we get there' questions started about 1 hour into the 3-hour journey and before we even stopped for lunch but Boss Baby on the screens seems to put a stop to those!

As soon as we arrived, we made our way over to the main indoor pitch which is the full dimensions of the main pitch at Wembley stadium. We were to be playing on pitches only slightly smaller than half of this. It was such a superb experience for the boys. What's more, the pitch had been relayed a week earlier for the England team who were to be training there the week after we had departed. That's right, we got to try it out before them!

Our first game was against The Hall and we didn’t really switch on in time and conceded some early goals. We showed some fight and spirit though but I knew the team had a lot more in them to give. We lost 4-0 in the end to the eventual tournament winners.

In the second group game, we came up against Arnold House and we were still left wanting slightly in our tackles and gameplay but we started to look like our stronger selves again. We lost this one too but Luka managed to score a great goal to get our Goals For column off the mark.

Our final group stage match kicked off at 7pm and was WUS pinks Vs Fulham Prep. This was a tough game against a decent opposition and, despite being on top for some periods of the game and looking the better team, we lost this too, 4-1. Alfie scored a super goal in this 1 to keep spirits up.

All of this meant we qualified for the plate along with our Whites, which many, including Mr Shaw and I claimed was the true competition of the weekend.

We went off to our beds via the tuck shop which, on reflection seemed a strange order to proceed. However, the boys were all very sensible and decided to save the majority of their sweets for pre-match tomorrow.

Onto the Sunday, and after a hearty fully cooked Brekkie, we started switching on for what was going to be a full morning of playing or supporting our whites. The boys seemed up for it. They definitely should have been, having seen the draw the night before... It was Westminster Pinks against Westminster Whites. Clash of the Titans here we go.

It started as a fairly cagey affair and there weren't any clear chances for a while. The Pinks, however, decided they were so up for the day’s football and really started gelling as a team and communication and making the correct moves for each other. The pinks won this match 5-0, with Freddie scoring 1, Kit 1, Aayan 2 and an exceedingly unlucky own goal.

This took us through to the final where we were to face Fulham Prep, a bunch of boys who not only had beaten us once already, but we're going to be on our bus the whole way home. As if we wanted to lose to them twice with that in mind.

It wasn't looking too good after they managed to take a 2-1 lead into the 2nd half, Freddie with a first half goal. The Pinks then seemed to find the turbo booster and 6th gear kicked in and contested every single ball and 50/50 challenge, being stronger and braver than I had seen this whole season. We managed to find Freddie twice more to allow him to complete what proved to be the best timed hattrick I have ever witnessed. This meant we won the Plate final 3-2 and the boys were so gracious in victory while the Newton Prep boys were inconsolable and laid distraught on the floor. We made sure we shook hands and said well-played before having our post-match debrief. I was lost for words after such a momentous, fighting performance and could not have been happier for all of the boys involved.

I would like to thank and I'm sure the boys will join in, in thanking Mr Shaw for organising such a fantastic tournament and giving them the opportunity to play on such a superb, pristine playing surface.