Final Score: 2–2. Train Wins.

To the Table of Dreams! Under fading light! This was the briefest of brief games. The Estuary Wilds sun was starting to set. A slight chill was descending over the park. We even forfeited a warm up and went straight into a game. I raced to a 2-0 lead. Easy, this. Soon it was 2-2. Then SHE declared that she had a train to catch and did a runner. wtf?