Ah, bless. Logica get walloped 8-0 by second placed Pimlico and half the hearts of a sympathetic and knowledgeable footballing public go out to the poor unfortunate Big Al, who was co-erced to stand-in between the posts by Big Bad Supremo Preston in the absence of Big Mad Supremo Mad Dog.

"For a non-keeper he was pretty damn good," gasped one awe-struck voter. "[He] made some outstanding saves and wore the gloves for the whole match," enthused another, coincidentally sharing the same name as the player second on the gaffer's list of part-time stand-in glove-men. "He made a couple of great saves and didn't mind having a go in goal," raved a club insider, not that far from the nerve centre of the Logica FC power base.

How touchingly English that the electorate should find great merit in the plucky under-dog gamely taking on the mighty and powerful Village people against all the odds. But, wait, what's that you say? He's pulled this stunt before? Donning the gloves in a crisis situation in a shameless and calculated bid to run off with the plaudits and a Man of the Match award? Surely... oh, I see, you're right. Scandalous! Although I suppose that his previous gong was claimed after conceding 10, and this performance represented a statistically significant 20% improvement, so at least the electorate are consistent.

Next Week: Groomo runs away with MoM gong for managing to react to his alarm clock in under 3 hours.