FIFFSA 5-a-side World Cup – Qualifying Week 2

Yell for the Canadians!
We just can't be beat
So watch out Costa Rica
We'll knock you off your feet! 🙂

France, vous allez obtenir battues je le crains. Passons cependant, il ya toujours la semaine prochaine. 🙂

Can FIFFS confirm if they received team Germany's team sheet?

Hello Committee Members kindly confirm if you have received the Spanish teams email for this weeks bench.

Sent 😎

Best of luck Peru

SA team has been sent in! Good Luck Proteas do me proud!!

I have sacrificed myself for bench duties this week with team Eire.

It's a bit like the Wind that Shakes the Barley.

Been at home with my dear friend Jack Daniels tonight....all set to go with this lot?....armband on the right man?

Begovic
Kolarov Dawson oshea (vvd Francis)
Sanchez (c) mahrez Delofeou kdb (drinkwater)
Kane kun ighalo

Please advise...Thanks!....

317-317
That's unreal!

Team Thailand had an intensive training session yesterday with 157 WhatsApp messages exchanged. We sharpened our tactics and strategy for captaincy and transfers, and are ready to take on group minnows Solomon Islands.

Ighalo -> Lukaku
KDB -> ???

Who do I put in 9.7 max

Current Midfield:
Sanchez - Ozil - Mane - Mahrez - ????

Força Portugal!

Our teamsheet was submitted ahead of the 11pm deadline.

Good luck everyone!

Best of luck chaps, especially Malaysia, they'll need it 😉

The word on the street is BSLOE Bader is looking for some alone time with Wilson

From my beach hut I could see the anchored "Wing Wong Winehouse" gently swaying on a crystal pearl blue sea surrounded by some of the most beautiful islands on planet Earth. In this huge expanse of French Polynesia covering some two million square miles and a hundred and eighteen islands, team North Korea were guests on the most prestigious__ Tahiti.

Transporting breadfruits, to support the slave plantations in the Caribbean, the crew of "The Bounty" had committed mutiny here after succumbing to the charms of this paradise on Earth. I knew I had to keep a close eye on my fellow team mates, already softening under the hospitality and charm of such a friendly people.

I remind all team members we are here to sink this island.

AND SINK THIS ISLAND WE WILL.

Hello everyone! The team sheets for Week 2 of FIFFSA 5-a-side World Cup qualifying are now up so you can all rush at once to see who is sat on the bench for your opponent. 😀

The pre game schnitzel and sauerkraut was being cooked by the team's highly trained and specially selected Chef flown in from the Munich beer halls. Tankards of Erdinger and Lowenbrau were being swilled by back room staff. But deep in the recesses of the team's hotel King Ozil Beckenbauer was going over last minute tactics.

Skipdipper Matthaus the midfield general protested "But King, ze Polish will crumble under our might, zis will be, how those English swine say, a walk in ze park"

King Ozil Beckenbauer took a sharp intake of breath. Rukawa Lahm and Zombieeaten Schmidt visibly shrunk back in their seats as King reached forward and slapped Skidipper Matthaus

"We Germans never compare ourselves to ze English and their complacent ways. Now, ze key to victory is..."

The team slumped back in ther chairs. As the pre dinner beetroot and carrot drinks arrived...
The team would be ready. King Ozil would make sure of that! Beware Poland...

'Captain, captain, where are you?' A voice yelled out in the darkness.

'Yes!' Two voices bellowed back. Two voices? we are but one team Wachu thought, how could there be two answers?

'Captain, I can't find you, I'm scared of the dark, where are you?' P-Daddy almost mewed with fear. No answer, where could his captain be? The mighty Ziro was unusually silent. Then as if it was from a divine source a click could be heard in the silence, followed almost simultaneously by the once dark room being filled with a bright, blinking light. Just like the movement of a well versed dance troupe all eyes seem to squint at once while they adjusted, pupils dilating accordingly.

Ziro scanned the room, pride filling up inside him as he surveyed his team, yes all his. He may have a team member awkwardly calling himself a captain but there was no mistaking this was his team, and a team to be proud of. He knew that people may not be noticing his band of brave warriors yet, but they soon would be. Last week they had bravely dispatched Columbia to start their qualifying campaign of with a resounding win. This week would be much more difficult. He knew he could not show fear, he could not show doubt just as he knew his team would qualify with ease and seriously challenge in the upcoming FIFFSA World Cup.

‘Men’, Ziro quietly yet forcefully barked at the group. ‘What we are about to face is much more difficult of a task, but not one we should shirk from. We will beat Uruguay, and we will send a message out to the watching world that we are not a force to be reckoned with, we are the force to be reckoned with.’ His men looked at him in awe, how proud they were to have such a leader, how eager they were to write their names in history.

Wait, what was that noise? Was that? No it couldn’t be, yes it could. The slow steady sound of a pair of clapping hands from the shadows in the corner, getting louder as it approached the light. All eyes turned, had they been caught, if so why have they not been met with aggression, why not retribution?

A pair of hands appeared from the darkness into the light, followed by the rest of the mysterious source of the sound. Team Ecuador knew who it was immediately, it was the charismatic leader of their soon to be opponents, Chenku from Team Uruguay.

‘Friends’, he said with a smile as he stopped his applause. ‘I understand why you have broken into our tactics room, for if I was you, I too would fear the mighty Uruguay and would want every advantage I could get’.

He paused, surveying the team in front of him. To be so close to the legendary Ziro, and his team, every single one of them down to the last man a player any leader would want to follow him into battle. His eyes stopped, focusing on P-Daddy, the youngest of the group. He could see a solitary tear trickling down the cheek of the youngest member of the team, and he felt pity.

‘Fear not, for I do not seek revenge, I will not look to enact an equal or greater misdemeanour on you.’ He said with a hint of warmth whilst focusing on P-Daddy in an effort to assure him he was safe. ‘You have not gained an advantage, yet’, ‘I give you two options. You can either walk out of here, go home and get some rest ahead of what will be an epic battle on the hallowed turf of Team Uruguay this Saturday, know that whatever the outcome, the winners will be both deserving and worthy winners’

He let an uneasy pause develop whilst his opponents let that option sink in. ‘OR’ He suddenly bellowed, ‘You can over power me and get what you came for’ Pointing at the filing cabinet that held his team’s tactics for the upcoming match.

All of the Ecuadorians instantly looked to their leader, Ziro, for his actions. Ziro raised an eye brow, strode purposely over to his illustrious opponent and raised his hand in friendship. ‘Forgive me, friend. I let emotions get the better of both myself and my team. We mean you no harm for you truly are the epitome of the legend that is Uruguay. For you are fair when many would just seek short term satisfaction from our momentary lapse of concentration.’

‘We will face you this weekend with our heads held high’, Ziro stated, ‘With both the victors and losers knowing they should still qualify for a coveted place in the FIFFSA World Cup’

With that Ziro walked away, leading his team out of the training camp of his opponents knowing he had not done a Hibbert and stooped to the depths of cheating, that his opponent had truly been fair and let him keep his dignity and self-esteem.

So here in is the tale of when two iconic captains, met and kept the dignity of their nations nd the sport alive knowing full well that once the whistle blew this weekend, there would be no prisoners. May the best team win.

GO TEAM URUGUAY!!!!

"Finland? Is this some sort of seafood soup?"

The tide ebbed and flowed over golden sands as four members of the Seychelles team walked barefoot, looking like the world's handsomest boy band, along the beach. But our song was one of lament.

"Badger," we called, "Badger."

But neither the furry little tyke nor Wilson, his beloved cricket ball friend who kept him company on all those lost months at sea, were responding.

The week after our dramatic Leicester-like comeback against the Ivory Coast had started with a detour. On the way home we had flown back via Egypt to visit an FPL mystic who we thought might know the secret to unlocking Team Egypt’s unusual ability to generate high scores from unlikely sources. The mystic had taken us to a warehouse where we were given a large stone obelisk that only just fit in Jawain’s presidential aircraft.

After our return to our islands in the sun, we had spent several days researching the ancient hieroglyphics in the hope of unlocking the secret. Finally, 36 hours later, Balders and I reached a break through.

“Look at this text here,” I said. “We’ve had this all wrong. This isn’t an obelisk, this is an Özilisk.”

“A what?”

“An Özilisk. I thought the mystic said she was giving us great assistance, but what she actually said was she was giving us the great assister!”

“Ah!” said Balders and I could see a mental lightbulb go off. His fingers traced over the ancient carvings.

“Yes, yes,” he said. “It all makes sense now. It’s actually a bit of both. It is great assistance and the great assister. I need to…”

He trailed off, looked around, then turned back to me. “Keep working on this, I need to make some inquiries. Badger, will you help me?”

Badger nodded, grabbed Wilson, and they rushed out of the room.

I didn’t see them again that day. The next morning Blue Lion and I were doing some warm up exercises ahead of team practice when Cheeseoid came rushing in all flustered and gasping for breath.

“Badger,” he said. “Gone. Badger.”

“Gone where?”

“That’s just it, I don’t know. I went down to Badger’s cave and it was deserted. I don’t think he was there at all last night.”

And that’s how we came to find ourselves now wandering along the beach. We had searched the golf club, searched the cave, the practice facility and Jawain’s presidential palace and our only success was to discover we couldn’t find Balders either.

About a mile beyond Badger’s cave the beach turned a corner and a jetty jutted jauntily out into the sea. Beside the jetty lay a body.

We rushed over. It was Balders.

He had a giant bruise on his jaw but he stirred when we shook him. Blue Lion scooped up a handful of sea water and threw it over Balders, who started spluttering out words.

“Badger. Özilisk. Jaws. Assistance. Speedboat.”

He lazily waved a hand in the direction of the jetty. Looking at it I could see a chuck of the board was missing and a frayed rope, which could have been used to moor a boat, was flapping from it into the water.

“We need to get him some medical attention,” said Jawain. “The Egyptian team will arrive in a few hours for the qualifying game and we need him fit to play. It looks like the search for Badger will be longer than expected.”

With that, we hauled Balders on to our shoulders and carried him inland. Badger was missing and we would have to try to finish the match against Egypt quickly so we could resume the search.

The hunt was on and Egypt would be our first victims.

We are home of beautiful people but capable of winning ugly. Bring on the Nippon.

FIFFSA Question.

Trying to access players FPL history via the links on your team spreadsheet page takes me to an FPL error page

"page does not exist"____ on all the links I click ?

Who to captain.

Kane
Sanchez
Aguero
Ozil

Come on Team Espana..

South America will be blue, not green.

Sitting in a corner of Uruguay's dressing room, DJDave can be seen holding a flower.

Aguero, Lukaku, Aguero, Lukaku he mutters as he peels off the petals.

After the shocking Sunday Kaneing last week, team Uruguay need their big man firing. He knows. He's nervous. But he's ready.

The final petal shed, the decision made, he rises to his feet, pulls on the iconic blue jersey, and stalks towards the pitch.

Can someone link the players list for this weeks games please
No idea where they are hiding

Is the bench on the score centre for this week or last week? It says IM on bench, but I have sent no mail this week, which the one at number 6 (The Light Knight) should be benched according to the rules.

Cheers.

So team-sheets are updated i guess.....best of luck to every team playing to win the coveted prize!!!!!.....towards victory TEAM CROATIA.....

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