Special Edition: Independent Association Cup 11
The Port Emberian National Soccer Team, popularly known as the "Dragons" (in reference to our national animal and the team's logo - The Emberian Dragon), managed to clinch the win against an impressive looking opposition team this past Match Day 2 of the Independent Association Cup 11, hosted within Havynwilde.
This match, despite being Matchday 2 of the group stages, was the opening match for our national squad, as they enjoyed a Bye Day during Match Day 1, whilst our opponents - the national team of TJUN-ia, faced off against Silvedania during match day 1, before meeting us.
Prior to the commencement of the match, both the Port Emberian players and fans alike were slightly filled with anxiety, as this was the very first match to be played with an entirely new and untested team on the international stage.
This very fact was made extremely clear to anyone with eyes, as the team struggled to find their combined rhythm and momentum, as they struggled to form any meaningful offense for the majority of the match. To their credit - our opponents maintained a steady resolve as they managed to maintain possession and initiative for a large chunk of the match.
Surprising however, to anyone who knows the history of our national squad, was the fact that our defensive lines held firm for the entire duration of the game, allowing only two serious attempts at our own posts, which was easily stopped by our young and promising keeper. The mere fact that our defense has improved to the point where it is not just mere garbage, is definitely a sign of hope.
At the heart of this solid defensive play was veteran Jason Lee, playing the role of general as he maintained a calm demeanour as the opposition continuously tried, but failed, to break through the lines.
In minute 68, Jason intercepted yet another highly passionate attack, sending the ball to the captain, veteran Jason Chamberlain - who demonstrated that he might be old, but remains one of the best players around, as he burst through down the left flank, which forced gaping holes in the midfield. Jason exploited this masterfully, passing to Wonderchild striker Charlton Townsend, who slotted the ball home gracefully, after tribbing past the final defender.
All in all, our team demonstrated that it truly does possess world class players, but is still in the process of finding their rhythm as a team. Despite this, they did manage to hold firm against an impressive and determined TJUN-ia.
Scorers:
Port Ember: #11 Charlton Townsend (Minute 68).
Man of the Match: #3 Jason Lee (PE)
Port Emberian Players Fielded
#1 (GK) Ilbert Moses
#2 (CB) Craig Ramsey
#3 (CB) Jason Lee
#4 (LB) Adam Reynell
#5 (RB) Elihu Frost
#6 (AM) Jason Chamberlain
#7 (DM) Steven Packard
#8 (LM) Tàmhas Savage
#9 (RM) Finnbar Cox
#10 (CF) Donald Vroomen
#11 (CF) Charlton Townsend
Substitutes Fielded:
#14 (CB) Dominick Mclean
#15 (CB) Rowland Mclean
#21 (RM) Maoilios Priestley
Article by Erica Davies
Port Ember Times
Matchday 3 PreviewPort Ember vs Sharktail
Venue: Havynwilde
Brief Summary:
After Port Ember enjoyed a narrow victory against TJUN-ia during our opening match as part of Match Day 2, our national team is now gearing up to face off against Sharktail for Match Day 3 of the IAC Group Stages. Our opponents have had a struggling journey so far, as they have lost their first match against West Florida with a final score of 3-4, and continued to draw 2 each against Silvedania during the last match. As always, we should not underestimate them offcourse, as they will most certainly be looking to make a comeback statement - and defeating us would be the ultimate statement.
Starting Lineup for Match:
#1 (GK) Ilbert Moses
#2 (CB) Craig Ramsey
#3 (CB) Jason Lee
#4 (LB) Adam Reynell
#5 (RB) Elihu Frost
#6 (AM) Jason Chamberlain
#7 (DM) Steven Packard
#8 (LM) Tàmhas Savage
#9 (RM) Finnbar Cox
#10 (CF) Donald Vroomen
#11 (CF) Charlton Townsend
IAC11 Edition
Life in the land of Coats and One Armed Prostitutes - Part 2
The mad adventures of the Travelling Buccaneers within the Land of Coats and One-Armed Prostitutes continues!
So me and the lads all woke up with Boss Level hangovers after we all went a tad overboard at the local wateringhole, as we drank enough ale, and indulged in enough narcotics, to basically wipe out a small herd of elephants. This, combined with the beating our bodies took in the brawl we started, truly knocked the wind out of our sails (see Part 1 about the brawl to which I am referring). Now, any true Port Emberian knows that the cure, the only cure, for such a momentous hangover comes in the form of a two step solution.
Step 1… Greasy, oily grub. Since the hostels where we are crashing does not serve no "Brekkie in Bed", and none of us ugly wankers brought along our lassies - we needed to find some grub like they did in the good 'ol days: find a morning foody spot! We fired up the piece-of-crap tour bus which we had hired (and spray painted in Port Emberian colours), and hit the town (the place where there are more potholes than smiling folk in the streets). We came to a stop at some place in town which was labeled as an restaurant, and was one of the only shops open already (admittedly, it was still a tad early). The shop itself was nothing fancy - in fact, its windows were boarded up, and names of Missing Persons were graffitied on its concrete walls (which were filled with bullet holes mind you).
Now with such an atmosphere, one is basically promised that the food will be as greasy and oily as an arabian baron's backyard yah?
False bloody advertising.
After arguing with the waiter for 10 minutes straight, in two very different languages, the waitress lass decided that she would interpret our physical gestures of oily greasy garbage (something down the lines of holding your nose shut and making gag sounds) into a dish she would think we would want... This dump of a joint had the audacity to serve us smoked salmon with a crispy fresh Mediterranean green salad. It was absolutely healthy and perfectly prepared - the bullshit one would get down in those fancy joints in the Lilly Black Borough back home. Dirt cheap, super healthy, super well prepared food.
Bastards.
Anyway, after a disappointing breakfast, we fired up 'Ol Hilda (yes, we nicknamed our bus after the beloved, hideous green witch from the children's cartoons of the Port Ember Times), and hit the town, in search of solving step 2 of our hangover cure…
Step 2.. The Fixer upper. That's right, step 2 is to jug down as much fresh ale as possible. That is the two step solution of solving a hangover lads and lassies!
Now you can just imagine our complete surprise and sheer awe when we realised just how lucky we were… We found… A BREWERY!!!! And not just a scratchy backyard one either - an actual full scale industrial type brewery. Granted, the lads did not want to allow us entry at first, but our EXTREMELY loud plea's and trumpet playing managed to convince them of our pure intent.
So about four hours later, with a hundred or so liters of beautiful ale down our throats, we were all feeling quite a bit better (See the two step plan works!). We have also made a bunch of new mates in the form of the brewery workers. We spent our time there sharing drink and stories - we told them how perfect Port Ember is - and how our factory workers are treated, and how they themselves should actually be treated. We also told that how well our labourers are being paid.
It also appears that we left at just the right moment, since I heard that a riot/strike broke out at the brewery just as we left. The report states that the workers "Were drunk as lords and were angry at unfair working conditions and wages". Funny, as I did not peg them to be in that state of mind.
Anyway, after our pleasant time spent at the brewery, we shortened the distance towards the stadium, just in time for the match between our lads and TJUN-ia. It was a glorious match off course, as our lads managed to rule the day, winning handsomely with a 1-0 final score. I am fairly certain that our lads won the game because of the Traveling Buccaneers, as we ignited the stadium with passion. We out yelled and drowned the opposition's cheers with our trumpets for the full 90! We truly are the defining definition of a successful supporters club.
In celebration, me and the lads underwent a proper pub crawl, hitting 14 pubs for the eve. It wasn't the most successful crawl to be perfectly honest, as none of the local patrons were truly in a jolly mood. And we all know that a successful bar brawl has jolly, passionate and drunk patrons as a requisite. Instead, we found lads and lassies complaining about gov'ment, and of friends and family who have died recently, or mates who were injured in recent riots, or how angry they were at the fact that a brother or sister was supporting the wrong political side. That's right folk, this nation is a broken one. And it's not just their roads and buildings which are broken. The people are broken. Families are broken. Brotherhood is broken. I have seen this before, and I fear that a smooth tongued politician will convince these broken people that some form of extremism is needed to fix this chaos. It's a lie of course, but they will listen to the bastard nonetheless, and sign up for centuries of suffering. People never learn from history.
I tried to tell the locals that they would need to get rid of all these bloody coats and let their prostitutes grow back them arms in order to fix this dump. Only time will tell if they will listen.
Such is life in the land of Coats and One Armed Prostitutes.
This Blog is authored by Corey Taylor - The President of the Traveling Buccaneers - the fanclub of the Port Emberian National Football Team. Whilst we are the "Official" fanclub, the Port Ember Football Association has zero control over us - and have forced us to tell ya all that our views and misdeeds are not representative of them, the team or the nation at large. Cowards!





























