It was the sequel to the most meme-orable A-League game of all-time. But despite the lack of broken goal posts, mistimed fireworks, lengthy delays, fornicating osprey, and toy guns, the result for the Mariners was unfortunately much the same as they fell 3-0 to the Glory…
… And like most of those nights that we’d rather forget, there is photographic evidence that the Mariners’ new year’s eve was much like how many of us are waking up this morning after a night on the sauce; struggling to remain upright, deflated, spew bucket in close proximity, and no memory of how we came to be in possession of a traffic cone.
The Mariners started the game as if it were already January 1st and they were trying to get cracking on those “new year, new me” resolutions. Within the opening minute, Danny De Silva made a bursting run, with some great link up play courtesy of Jair. However, just like an unwanted drunken new year’s pash, the shot was slightly off target and deflected by the post, who was standing firm this year following last year’s lightweight antics.
As the wind began to pick up, none of it seemed to be catching in the Mariners’ sails, and it was all one-way traffic for Perth who were playing into the breeze. You could’ve been mistaken for thinking Chianese New Year had come early as Joel had several chances to open the scoring. His 8th minute effort was through, only to be saved by Birighitti’s outstretched leg, whilst his 18th minute shot edged over the crossbar.
The 20-minute mark (suspicious timing) saw the sauce bottles have their Uber called early as the southerly wind became too much. However, this year such ground maintenance didn’t require a 40-minute delay, as those bottles came down quicker than 20-somethings can slut drop to the Pussycat Dolls “don’t cha”. I must say, coming just 24 hours after the Socceroos page dropped the Caltex tag, seeing another icon fall was an emotional way to see out the decade.
A Perth corner in the dying minutes of the first half proved to be the breakthrough to open the scoring. The initial cross was fumbled out to the edge of the box, to find the left footed, low strike of Castro. Silvera attempted a quick rebuttable as he went solo against 5 Perth men in the final play of the half, however his curling top corner effort was seen out by Reddy.
It didn’t take long for old habits to die hard and the second half became much the same for the Mariners (ahh, isn’t hindsight 2020 :P). Three minutes into the final half of football for the decade and Meredith sends in a beautiful cross to find the glancing header of Chianese to double Perth’s lead.
The Coast weren’t without their chances, as Duric sent in a driving shot from the edge of the box in the 61st, only to be saved by the hands of Reddy. Whilst fresh-legged Murray had the chance to add a notch to his belt moments later in a must-score situation, only for his header to go wide.
But to make this game one last razor scooter to the ankle for the Mariners, Fornaroli found Perth’s 3rd in the 62nd. Castro was able to capitalise on Gordon dispossessing himself at the top of the box when he went ass up like he was 5 drinks deep, to find Bruno for the tap in.
So, although the sequel is never as good, the fixture between last season’s Premiers Plate winners and the spooners was still a fitting way to see out the decade that was. Perth now enter a 10-day bender, whilst the Mariners kick off the next ten years with travel and adventure as they trek to Wellington.
By Hayley Routley