Connor, the denier of goals- Paddy

Tonight I played some 5-a-side football with a few of my friends, 9 of them in fact otherwise it stops being 5-a-side. I played at a striker on my in my quintet, because this is the position that I play. I had a decent game, racked up 9 or 10 goals, more than any of the other 9 players managed to get. This of course meant my team won. However, none of that matters. None of that matters because of Connor. Connor might be the worst person in goal that I know. Despite this being the case, Connor still managed to prevent me scoring on no less than 8 separate occasions. This started to wind me up, as he kept reminding me of this fact. This meant I became more and more frustrated and upset at my lack of goals vs Connor and started to take more and more outlandish and desperate shots. This lead to more and more pressure on me to score against him. I couldn't handle the pressure. I ended up in the fetal position at one point. That is all that people will remember from this game. Not the 9 goals, no, the Connor induced breakdown overshadowed all that.