DELIVERED!

Petone Had Goods

All Right

'(From "N.Z. Truth's" Wellington Rep.) No; the fact that Petone beat Marist m the final of the local spar for representation against outside rep. teams m the Chatham Cup, occasioned no surprise to those who had followed the team along the football line. • THEY know their , pork-and-beans .. when it comes to Soccer, and It will be interesting to watch their exhibition against, say, Auckland. It has to come, sooner or later. Their balance is so good, and, irrespective of whether or not they are on defensive or offensive, their formation never crumples. Although, perhaps, their superiority was not very discernable m the first half of their match last Saturday, when j they beat Marist three-two, right from the hop-off m the second spell, they simply overwhelmed the morale of j their opponents by delivering a succession of fierce drives through Marist's defence. Marist, as attackers, put over some well-directed movements m and through the opposition ranks, but when situations were reversed,, and Petone's machine had begun to tick over, Marist straggled about all over rhe place. Two—Mixed Their right wing man l , Barton, ana their inside right, Marchment, continue to topple over each other, and at tinier accomplish nothing more useful than a succession of mix-ups as each struggles for the ball. On the contrary, every man m the Petone team is a -well-drilled unit, rarely, if ever, found out of position, and continuously on the alert for snap passes. ,On numerous occasions, the Marist forwards, particularly Scott on the left wing, misdirected their, passes to such an extent that potential scores were nullified by hopeless misdirection and a straggling line of forwards. Scott is not a winger. He ambles about, is rarely standing deep enough m the opposition . territory, and his passing is far too erratic to warrant his inclusion m a team competing for such an important Soccer trophy as the Chatham Cup. : For at least twenty minutes ,m the first half the Marist team played like whippets off the leash, and the two backs, Rudolph and Guinan, were playing like men possessed. Condon, at centre-forward,- was like will-o'-the-wisp, and he scored the two Marist goals m delightful fashion. Although Fitzgerald played his utmost, Hickey was sadly missed by his offsiders, and it is doubtful whether all three of Petone's goals would have trickled through his fingers had he been between the posts. It wpuld be well-nigh bordering upon the unfair to particularise m respect of the winners. • • . , Fiye Factors Every man played his utmost, m the right way and at the most opportune moment, and their machinery of combination was a model of which others might well take a pattern. Burke was right on his, toes throughout the tussle, several times cleverly misleading ,McKenzie. The. Barton-Marchment ■'Condon trio compounded some effective movements between them, but the remaining twofifths of the forward , line was not nearly so effectual. A rattling game, which left everyone with a pleasant appetite for ensuing matches,