The leaden-footed tall man got the ball at the top of the D and crashed it at goal, where Kav stole it made sure it went in. While Sibo could have moaned about this thievery all day, he decided that because it was the international weekend of love, he would congratulate Kav on scoring his 20th of the season.

As sometimes happens, this pleasure lasted a disappointing period of time and MK were left feeling deflated and flaccid as Bracknell drew level with just five minutes played.

MK knew they had a lot more to give and their game started to bloom like a rather lovely bunch of roses.

These roses showed they were not just beautiful, they were sharp and could cut Bracknell open.

And that is exactly what happened. Lewis snuck in at the far post to grab a goal like you would grab a last minute bunch of flowers in a petrol station if you had forgotten to get your loved one anything.

This delicious valentines hockey feast was moving from the main onto desert and after the break MK started to assert themselves on the game.

It wasn't long before Kav bagged his second. I can't remember what the goal was like but I am pretty sure he shot it into the goal like cupid shoots arrows n that.

Kav's hattrick came thanks to a gift of a pass from Kingy, who rather than score himself when a yard out and in front of goal, decided to be a gent and "passed" the ball to Kav. This third goal tasted sweet, like a Lindt Lindor chocolate which a lady tried to sell me in Tesco the other day, but to be honest I didn't really want to spend £5 on chocolates. Anyway, I digress!

Because MK didn't want Bracknell to drive home silently sobbing while listening to Adele, the defence decided they could have a second goal.

It finished 4-2 and MK are still sitting pretty at the top of MBBO Regional 2, which is what we all wanted for valentines day.