It was a weekend for big local derbies, as Norwich took on the Tractor Boys of Ipswich, Real Madrid and Barcelona fought it out in the Bernabeu, and South Pembs' very own 'El Clasico' saw Tenby and Manorbier locking horns for the 870th time in the history of Pembrokeshire football.
Manorbier have had an up and down season to date, in the sense that the team is constantly up for games, but then feels a bit down after the final whistle.
Once again, there was no lack of motivation or desire, as the Norman villagers lined up against the big-time Tenby team, desperate to notch a win against their (five) arch rivals.
Manorbier were celebrating the signing of the energetic 'El Spico de Spic', returning following a stint with the Athletico Madrid feeder club Saundersfoot. It was his presence, and the fact that half the Tenby team were once Manorbier players and known to be quite unfit, that suggested that it would be an even game.
The under-pitch heating at Tenby enabled the game to start on time, and a frenetic first half ensued.
In general play, both teams were well matched, but Tenby proved more adept at taking their chances, and at half-time, Manorbier were in familiar territory - 2-0 down, but believing they were very much still in the game.
The second half brought an almost instant riposte, as a rapid burst up the right from Weed (returning from his sabbatical), followed by a visionary cut-back to Blackwell, led to the Tenby Under14s alumnus clipping the ball into the bottom corner with his left boot - 2-1. Game on.
However, what then followed was 15 minutes of 'el footo di diablo' (as Spic would say) by Manorbier, who were seemingly frozen by the freezing cold, and leaked three soft goals like a fridge freezer defrosting. At 5-1 down, it was looking bleaker than the Northumbrian countryside in a November snowstorm.
But Manorbier never give up. Some say they probably should, but there is dragon-fire in the bellies of the villagers, and this brought them back into the game.
Goals by Austyn John (drilling in a free-kick, by way of Rob Thomas's backside) and James 'The Giblet' Hall clawed the score back to 5-3.
A ball was then cleared off the line by Tenby, bodies were flying everywhere, and just as Manorbier thought they would get something out of the game, one of Tenby's special guest stars from their first team clipped a beautifully taken lob over Rob Brace and into the visitors' net.
At 6-3 with just 10 minutes to go, there was no way back for the 'bier.
Having played all the top teams twice, Manorbier now have a run against the teams in the bottom half of the table.
Surely, to quote the late Leslie 'Don't call me Shirley' Nielsen, Manorbier's fighting spirit and all-round team play will start to bring the results they deserve.