As far as Sunday League goes, this was the little Section D, inexperienced David, versus the top-of-Section-A, multi talented Goliath. The difference between the Imps and the Bible is that in the Bible, David wins. On the Imps, he got twatted.

The home side played well for the first half hour. The passing was good and crisp. The defence strong, and Green was playing well. After fifteen minutes, the Blue and Whites took a shock lead. Ditchfield broke into the box, beat the keeper to the ball and squared it to Musgrave. The blond haired front never hesitated in thumping the ball into the Mail net. 1-0 to the Blue Army.

The goal was the shock that was needed to wake up one or two of the Mail's stars. A couple of errors and a couple of lovely passing moves led to the Mail going 4-1 up at half time. The second half started like the first. Ditchfield and Brazier were excellent in midfield, Reay and Reynolds worried the visitors down the right and Musgrave was having an outstanding game upfront.

On the hour Brazier switched Hollinger for Howell, and almost immediately the substitute made an impact. Controlling a Thomas pass, he lifted it over the defenders head. Musgrave was onto it like a flash, lobbing it over the keeper and mocking the pisstaking attitude of one or two of the visitors by getting on his hands and knees and nodding it in. 4-2. Twenty five left.

The home side then spurned a couple of chances to close the gap, but when the referee got an offside decision horribly wrong and the visitors went 5-2 up. The last twenty minutes was an avalanche. Not helped by one or two other awful decisions, and one or two mistakes, the visitors rattled in another six. The goal of the game being a wonderful half volley into the roof of the net by John Dowridge.

Upon the final whistle, one or two of the Chester players remonstrated with the referee. Then Ditchfield, who had, with Musgrave and Reay, shown true quality in shining like they did against a superb team like the Mail, made a comment to the referee, who showed him the red card. An underservedly harsh end to a great, man of the match winning, performance from the midfielder.

Still, not to worry. We've still got the League to concentrate on...