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Logica's penultimate game of the season saw them entertaining Selfridges knowing that two more victories, and the Championship was theirs. Whilst the respective results of the two teams against second placed Sarkpoint left no room for complacency, Logica were still buzzing from the previous week's famous comeback victory against Old Coffee House. This match proved to be a classic of a different kind to that tense, passionate OCH victory which was both mentally and physically gruelling.

It proved to be a match of sheer unadulterated dominance by a Logica side in perfect unison. If it had not been for missed chances and miraculous clearances, the first twenty minutes alone could have produced eight clear goals for the home side. The forward-line comprising last week's hat-trick hero and together with a midfield lacking cruelly exposed a sluggish Selfridges defence time and again. and shredded the opposing full-backs to deliver intelligent crosses which really should have been put away. Perhaps it was just a temporary, merciful fate for Selfridges that they weren't.

Finally, however, Logica got the breakthrough from a finely taken opportunity that was possibly the most difficult opportunity of that first 20 minutes. A towering throw-in from (a weapon deployed regularly during the game) was met at the near post by , who flicked his header through the narrowest of gaps between post and keeper [1-0].

The goal didn't come a moment too soon in fact. A feeling of frustration and anxiety that the ball just wouldn't go in no matter what we did had started to creep hauntingly over the players. However, unerringly the dominance continued. and were stitching up the midfield with strong challenges and skillful distribution of the ball, which proved the keystone of the first half.

It was a display of steady, grinding pressure which lead to a second goal ten minutes from the interval. It was yet again, woefully allowed [That should read 'expertly made' - latter day Ed] space in the box, who was found with an accurate pass and slotted the ball home with ease [2-0].

The half-time team talk was filled with caution against the complacency that had rocked us in the first half against Old Coffee House. We knew we just had to keep it going, that was all, and the Championship would be practically ours. Everyone had been playing outstandingly. Encouragement and motivation flowed between the Logica players as the second half began.

Tedious dominance was swiftly restored as Logica firmly stamped their authority on the second half and quickly eliminated any rekindled hope that Selfridges might have engendered. After ten minutes 's second hat-trick in successive matches was completed in a most elegant and non-chalant manner. Put through with a delightfully weighted pass by , carried it on under challenge from their central defender, appearing to have taken it tantalisingly too far left and leaving a very narrow angle. Magically, as if about to shoot from an impossible angle, dummied both keeper and defender, pulling the ball back behind him to leave an open goal and plenty of space in which to casually stroke the ball into an empty net as if it was all just a walk in the park [3-0].

The formidable Logica dominance abated slightly after this goal and, with full credit to Selfridges who never gave up trying to put moves together throughout the match, Logica were put under a little pressure. Selfridges made a couple of substitutions, throwing more into attack, which caught us slightly off balance having been accustomed to playing in their half for most of the match.

One of these breakaway Selfridges' moves forced Logica into reverse, and in a moment of panic, covered the width of the 18-yards box from left-back position to very slightly 'clatter' their centre-forward. Possibly one of the more simple decisions of the match for the referee to award the penalty, which almost saved [3-1].

Unfortunately for Selfridges, this was the last chance of the game for them as Logica stepped up a gear leaving no room for complacency. Two more Logica goals in the last five minutes put the match beyond doubt, popping up with his fourth of the game [4-1], and sliding in the fifth in from a superb low cross by (who had replaced ) [5-1].

Thus the Championship was academically sealed whilst the remaining two-thirds of the treble wait invitingly to be claimed. First we have the Divisional Cup semi-final on 5th March against opponents yet to be confirmed, and then we embark on the prestigious 16-team invitational War Memorial Shield. It presents a tougher level of competition, but after the OCH battle and this Selfridges annihalation, the odds aren't too bad.