Some are born great, some find greatness down the back of the sofa, and some soar from the pack, and seize greatness with tentative but steady hands. In rubber gloves. Oliver Davenport was one such, when at half-time, with the score – in spite of his own valiant efforts – at quite a lot to nil, he chose to continue in goal, saying "I’m already suffering, this way nobody else has to."

Playing the same Kidlington team that Quarry’s full team had only narrowly defeated minutes before, Quarry’s development team were always going to be up against it. But they toughed it out that second half. They conceded a couple more goals, and went close themselves a few times. But they played to the end, and none more proudly than Oliver, who made yet more saves, and probably halved the possible score. Azlan was a giant at the back, Burhan went close up front, Edward and George ran tirelesly, with George visibly growing in confidence as the game went on. Kane again chipped in with big tackles and Adam used his strength, determination and growing tactical awareness to good effect, nearly adding to his own goal total. After their 9-0 victory last week the team simultaneously quipped ’It’s a funny old game, football’, in perfect harmony. Or maybe not.

Earlier Quarry had approached the first game of the day as nervously as a gang of meerkats in Cornmarket on a Saturday Night. Slower to start than Kidlington they were soon one down. The management team gave ever more desperate and incomprehensible advice. Then a flighted free kick from Alex hit the bar, Tobi reacted quickest, and made no mistake. That goal was like a magic potion, Quarry suddenly remembering just how good they can be. Milton was cat-like in goal (jumping about, not washing behind his ears or scratching the posts.) Isaac was tireless, determined and constantly passing to feet. Tobi, Jacob and Isaac linked up brilliantly at times, with Jacob just failng to finish off one truly memorable triangular move down the right. But it was Alex who scored a carbon copy of last weeks curler, again well outside the box and into the far top corner. ‘I taught him that’ said his dad proudly. Nobody believed him. Kidlington rallied and it was 2-2 by half time, with several of their talented players combining well. Numbers 6, 9 and big shooting number 10 particularly caught the eye, and caused problems all game.

The second half flew by. Quarry surged early, deserved it when Milton, now up front, latched onto a good cross and put them ahead again. JoDee and Jacob, now operating down the flanks caused problems with their pace and skill, but Quarry’s meerkat tendency slowly returned. Joseph again excelled at the back, but showed a new awareness looking up and finding his own players when the pressure was off. Quarry created more chances, but when Kidlington hit the bar in the final minute the sigh of relief from the Quarry supporters upon seeing Isaac’s safe hands waiting for the ball reportedly knocked a small child clean off its feet, over two miles away.

After the game Quarry Coaches Clay and Ian, clearly emotional, mumbled the usual football cliches they heard on the telly, whilst third coach Jon simply ran away, refusing to talk to the media, possibly as some kind of protest. He has been fined 20p.