Match Report by .

Like a student in Freshers Week, or on any given Sunday, Logica haven't quite woken up in the league this season. With seven defeats in as many games, this has been a side still eating dry cornflakes on a table strewn with empty beer cans and plates of half-eaten curry. Meanwhile the rest of the division have all long been out at work after an early-morning run, a bowl of muesli and one of those Japanese bacterial pro-biotic health drinks.

But after last week's handsome win in the Little Ron Cup, there were signs that the hangover may have been wearing off. Were the Alka Seltzers finally kicking in? [And are you finally going to get around to telling us about the actual match? – Ed.]

Sticking with the 4-5-1 formation that had shown signs of promise in previous outings, Logica were determined to set off in a blur of activity against Parklife. But in fact, it was the opposition centre forward who made the biggest impact early doors – clattering into with his boot at throat level with just 2 seconds on the clock.

Scandalously, the referee produced no card at all – and it was to 's credit that he got up with blood pouring from a gaping wound (well, a minor scratch on his shoulder, anyway) and went on to produce an assured performance at centre half for the rest of the game, alongside the similarly impressive .

Tight defending all round was very much the hallmark of this Logica performance. impressed at left full-back, and a tenacious performance on the other side by – who used his pace brilliantly when occasionally attackers got the wrong side of him – kept a lively Parklife forward line at bay.

In the centre of the park, played assuredly in the 'holding' midfield role, behind the combative and , with and manfully trying to offer a wide outlet.

, meanwhile, ran himself into ground as the lone striker. Notable chances were at a premium on a bobbly pitch: headed a decent chance wide from a corner; was denied after a smart turn following a cross; and the same striker saw a header loop tantalisingly over the bar after he'd bravely jumped against a punching keeper.

At the other end, Parklife had decided that stand-in Logica keeper was "a juggler" and that they should test him out (including, embarrassingly for them, direct from the second half kick off). In fact he proved himself more than capable of handling anything that came his way, making notable saves in both halves. A second half one-on-one was dealt with magnificently, in a manner that would doubtless have pleased more regular glove-wearing legends like Schmeichel or .

Second half sub took over from and harried defenders effectively. A surging run from his was probably Logica's best effort of the final 45, just denied by the fingertips of a sprawling Parklife goalkeeper.

And so, with the encouragement of Logica's most vocal support of the season (thanks to 5-month-old Oscar Reeves's rabble rousing Goo Goo Goo chants on his live football debut), a prized first point of the season was well earned.

Logica will surely take confidence from this, and if they can iron out the attacking limitations that are proving slightly characteristic of a crowded central area, there'll be no stopping them.

Yakult, anybody?

[Is that the promising Turkish striker that everybody's talking about? Ed]