There has been a lot of change at FK Blansko. After experiencing the dizzy heights of the third tier, we now find ourselves back in Divize and without most of the players, without our old manager and assistant and a few of our supporters. (Pav the drum still AWOL).
We have no idea of the exact amount, but the MSFL budget must have been huge last season and out have gone many of our star players. Some back to their parent clubs and others have even dropped down a league. With our main sponsors pulling the plug on the finances, the team is now made up of a couple of 30 and 40 year olds ( Wingy’s close to a call up) and the majority of our youth team. Of course, Honza Trtilek, Petr Gromsky and Jakub Splichal are still in town, but you get the feeling we’re very much experiencing a season of consolidation.
At TBK we try and look at things positively and away trips are now closer, if that makes any sense. Sunday’s trip to Velke Bites was a 40 minute bus ride north of Brno and this allowing us to be back in time for tea…
Velka Bites is a small town just of the main motorway connecting Brno and Prague. When I asked a friend about Bites, he told me that he met his wife in a pub there 23 years ago, so it has a lot of fond memories. With none of us on the look out for a wife, he could add no more information and my research brought up nothing of any interest, so off we went into the unknown. I did once stop there for an ice-cream though.
Myself and Craggy met up for a prematch pint at Brno’s main bus station. If any of you have ever been there, it’s a dark piece of brutalist architecture and not the place you would recommend meeting for a pint. But, we’re intrepid, see… so we made our way to the station cafe and ordered a couple of pints of Hauscrecht… a lovely local beer.
By the time the pivo had been downed, it was time to meet Wingy. For those familiar with queues in the Czech Republic, they don’t really work like they do back home. People do queue, but the moment the bus turns up it becomes a scrum with a pensioner grabbing the front seat. The 14.30 (which incidentally Wingy claimed never existed) was no different. The story ended with us all getting a seat.
Upon arrival in Velka Bites, we did what we usually do, we headed to the nearest pub. Which was just opposite the bus stop. Perfect. What we should have done is explore a bit more as VB is full of pubs, there was one on every corner up to the ground – they all looked better than the one we stationed ourselves in.
We made kick off. We always do. Grabbed a beer and positioned ourselves (and the flag) close to one of corner flags. To make the new boys feel at home, new chants have been invented, most of them about our new right back. (Wingy is eager to tell our readers that he taught Tomas Feik in nursery school). The poor kid is only 17yrs old and he probably doesn’t even know who Status Quo, Carl Douglas or the Beastie Boys are…Well, past tense… he does now.
The game was settled in the 15minute, Honza picked up the ball just inside the Bites half and just ran and ran, a fortuitous ricochet presented the ball to Kratochvil who lifted the ball over the advancing keeper and into the back of the net. 1-0 Blansko!
We can’t actually say whether the goal was against the run of play or not, as quite frankly the standard of football was not high, but who are we to care when the goal presented us with our first 3 points of the season.
At this point I could bore you with a detailed match report, but if the truth be told, I am writing this a week after the game and there was so little quality during the 90 minutes, it’s best if I leave it.
We took the applause from the players at the end of the game, the players came over for the high fives and the congratulations from us, it had been a good day out. And naturally in true Klobasa style we missed the first and the second bus home as we were celebrating 3 points with 3 pints. Up the Blansko.
MOM – Honza
Highlights – Great ground and a small town full of pubs.
Lowlights – The realisation it’s going to be a long season.