It is hard to believe, reading the final scoreline, even for those that were there. But at half time, Logica had played their best forty-five minutes of the season so far, and the main gripe was that they should have been two up rather than two down. Unfortunately, an early second half goal for our prophetically named opponents was the catalyst for a second half avalanche arising out of a combination of slick attacking and cartoon defending that had the side-lined reaching for his calculator.

Whilst did not have the Thompson Twins to call on to get him out of a sticky selection hole, he could draw on both the Marsh brothers and last week's Men of the Match, the Hatton brothers. 's late selection enabled to continue up front, whilst the availability of younger brother was a god-send given the absence of , , , , and (almost the equivalent of two international class midfields unavailable through injury and a trip home to see Mama Reevaldo). And showed himself to be a quality act: quick, hard-tackling, and with an eye for a good pass, he worked extremely effectively in tandem with , who had once again nipped back from Sweden for a game on a Sunday morning.

The signs were not good when Logica conceded a goal inside two minutes. Slow to react when a corner was half-cleared, they allowed a West Ten forward to turn on the bye-line and fire in a low cross. Unfortunately could not hold onto the ball low down at the front stick, and the loose ball was rammed home from a yard out [0-1].

Given the team's poor start to the season, this may have been an early signal for heads to drop. Quite the opposite, however, as a spirited fight-back should have yielded a couple of goals at least, and certainly an interval advantage. Their dominance was a team effort, with everyone from back to front looking sharp, closing down and moving the ball quickly. and were winning the central midfield battle, whilst and posed a continual threat down the flanks.

And there were signs that the forward pairing of and was beginning to gel. Logica got going when the former was able to pick out a fine diagonal run from the latter, a move which was only denied by a desperate lunge from the last defender. The ball deflected out off , but from the resultant throw-in, West Ten's six year old goal-keeper showed his inexperience by picking up a ball thrown straight to him. touched back the free kick, and from 18 yards bent his shot just too high and too wide.

One of their own throw-ins created another great chance. showed quick thinking to make a blind-side run, and volleyed 's accurate throw first time and dangerously across the box. was equally alert to the situation, but the cross was just a tad too high for him, and, with the keeper stranded, his header sailed the wrong side of the bar. Soon the compliment was returned, as rose to head on a high clearance. The ball bounced into the path of , whose first-time headed lob from twenty yards narrowly failed to clear the back-pedalling and vertically challenged West Ten keeper.

The shortness of the visiting glove-man seemed to have contributed to a Logica equaliser minutes later, when a free-kick from in his own half cleared everyone, and bounced up over the stranded and stretching number one. The referee appeared to have awarded the goal, but as the home player's mobbed the unlikely scorer, the man in black had second thoughts and awarded a goal-kick instead. The team has had their fair share of controversial refereeing decisions go against them this season, but this one was probably the correct verdict, the free-kick being indirect as the offence was offside.

Another crisp move saw scamper clear in the inside-left channel, but the young midfielder was unable to make the square pass that would surely have seen an unmarked tuck home an indisputable equaliser. Worse, the ageing striker's sprint to get into the box climaxed with a loud and familiar twanging noise. Despite feeding another incisive run from , and also firing in the resultant corner to at the near post, the defender's volley flying just wide, soon succumbed to the inevitable and was replaced by .

It was soon after this substitution that Logica created their best chance of the half. Mesmerising work from on the left wing climaxed with a lethal low cross to just six yards out and unmarked. The novelty striker unfortunately mis-timed his strike, and although sharp enough to pounce on the loose ball, his shot on the turn was straight at the keeper.

In all this time, West Ten had not created a chance of note, and for the most part had been penned back in their own half. Judging by the silver boot ratio, their primadonna quotient was high, and they were starting to argue amongst themselves as the interval approached and Logica continued to dominate. Then in a flash the game turned. Logica's back-line were pushed up and a poked pass from half-way saw eight hands raised as a Ten forward was left with just to beat. The flag stayed down and the finish was clinical [0-2].

Another lesson in finishing thus found Logica down two at the break instead of leading, which would have been the situation had they taken a reasonable percentage of the half dozen or so clear-cut chances they had carved out for themselves. The cry was for more of the same, but a third goal minutes after the restart finally shattered fragile confidence. A low cross saw a quick-footed forward flick past first then with lightning speed, and the game was up [0-3].

Heads dropped and the visiting players quickly switched from in-fighting to purring arrogance. Having hardly had a chance before the break, they now looked like they could score at will, and indeed did so another five times in the next half an hour as Logica's discipline evaporated [0-8]. Further substitutions failed to stem the flow, although finally Logica pulled a consolation back after dropped back to allow a gallop upfield. A rare sortie in the West Ten half saw 's volley deflected behind, and when floated over the corner, it was (ironically up from the back) who headed home convincingly [1-8].

There was still time for the visitors to add two further soft goals before the final whistle ended the humiliation. On the face of it, the club is in big trouble, sitting pointlessly at the bottom of Division Two and having lost all four of their games this season. But however down the players and fans feel after such a drubbing, they should not forget the first half performance which was by far the best of a still-young season. If they could only manage to put two such halves together in the same match, they would surely find themselves very quickly out of their hole.