The final league game

With the necessary points finally awarded for our protests, all we had to do was win our final league game at home to 'Hopes of Future', to carry us into the middle league (playoffs), and potentially the second division. 'Hopes of Future' had very little to play for and we were well ahead of them in the league standings.

Cantonments dominated the first half missing a string of glorious chances. The strike partnership of Abam and Owuni were working well together, but could and should have had five between them. With thirty-three minutes on the clock we were awarded a penalty. Much to my surprise up stepped the young winger Kofido, a weak penalty was easily saved by the opposing keeper. Still Cantonments piled on the pressure with another chance missed by the impressive Owuni. With 44 minutes on the clock 'Hopes of Future' broke away, the striker casually finishing off the move. The players heads dropped. Half Time.

The second half was a different game, it was open and both sides had their chances. 'Hopes of Future' scored again to surely put the game out of our reach. Cantonments soon equalised and pushed for a second goal. Suddenly out of nothing Kofido who had earlier missed a penalty kicked out at an opposing player, the referee took the only available option and showed him the red card.

Cantonments still pushed on and managed to grab an unlikely equaliser. Only a win was enough, a tactical change was made with another attacking midfielder replacing a defender leaving us exposed at the back. With five minutes left of the game a lobbed cross beat the flailing dive of our keeper.

The game was over. We had lost. No Promotion.

Earthquake scare

"Get up, Get up." I was woken at 4:00am on Monday morning by my elderly and clearlydistressed landlady banging on my door. I decided to remain 'asleep' through her shouts, she has been known to lose her temper with people over fairly minor incidents. After hearing her bang on the doors of all the rooms on our floor I came to the conclusion there was either a serious problem, or she had lost it, either way I should probably get up.

After heading downstairs I found many of those who share our accommodation milling around the courtyard. The story was that an earthquake was imminent and we must get out onto the street away from any high buildings where we will be safe. It did appear strange that Ghana had such an efficient early warning system, but I didn't think it was worth taking any chances.

When we went out onto the street, the street was busy with people who had obviously heard the same rumour. After half an hour stood in the street it was discovered that this had been a false alarm, apparently the rumour had been spread by a new radio station called earthquake fm as a slightly unusual advertisement. Another story claims the rumour came from the university, apparently university students were stood out of their accommodation for 3 hours!