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VCD Athletic vs Sittingbourne (FA Cup Preliminary Round)

Sandwich board advertising VCD vs Sittingbourne

I like to try to make at least one FA Cup game each season. I find it amazing that we still have a tournament where the smallest clubs in the country are in the same competition as some of the biggest clubs in the world.

Early qualifying rounds are a chance to feel part of something bigger – genuinely you are on the Road to Wembley. You are witnessing a small part of a much larger story, one that will play out over a whole season. Some people choose to follow the competition round-by-round picking a team at the start to watch and then following the winner of each fixture they see, right up to the final.

Hill leading down to a football pitch, with picnic benches on the way

For all that, it does feel a little peculiar that the non-league season starts with a glut of cup fixtures, at least for those lucky enough to progress, a fun run of games to have for sure, but a mixed blessing for any team looking to make a good start in the league.

And this game was not just about the magic of the FA Cup but was also a chance to see two teams in the same division face off and to see they might progress, or otherwise, this season.

Window of a clubhouse with a TV above it

VCD have a great ground, as you enter you pass a bowls green and a tennis club, a reminder that this was once a much larger sports ground for local munitions workers. The footballers still change in something that looks suspiciously like a cricket pavilion. The clubhouse feels like a proper clubhouse, a pubby feel, not too bright, with trophies, old team photos and a league ladder adorning the walls, along with the obligatory dartboard, pool table and Sky Sports screens. Some clubhouses can feel a little cold, with bright white walls and too bright lighting, more like a leisure centre lobby than a place to anticipate a win or commiserate a loss. Yet VCD’s clubhouse gets it right, it is homely, lived in.

Hatch of tea bar with a table in front with condiments

Once you pass through the turnstiles, if you can resist the tea bar, you are led down a slope to pitchside, and there’s something really pleasing about how the pitch opens up to you like that at the bottom of the hill. There’s a stand on one side, and then roofed standing all alongside the other side – a great place to watch football as you are sheltered from the elements and the low roof magnifies the sound too. All of these features help hem in the ground on what is a pretty large piece of land, enclosing it in a way that helps give the place some focus and identity.

Group of people leaning against hoarding watching football, a football stand in the distance

On to the game itself, and Sittingbourne would have considered themselves very unlucky not to win, but VCD certainly battled well to stay in the game the way they did. A penalty after 15 seconds was a hell of a start for Sittingbourne, as most of the crowd were still filing into the ground and milling around the tea bar. However, Frankie Leonard made a tremendous save to keep it out, followed up by an equally good reaction save from the rebound. Sittingbourne would go on to hit the woodwork three times and miss another penalty before Ellis Brown finally put them in front late in the game. 

Cricket pavilion beyond a large patch of grass

Sittingbourne look like they could be a force to contend with in the league this year, strong, focused and able to attack on the break at pace. There were moments where it felt like they and their supporters were getting frustrated at not being ahead. And I felt that in some ways gave VCD some hope that they could get something out of a game they were still in with a shout of winning. There’s that certain kind of promise from hearing an opponent getting increasingly exasperated despite being on top, that maybe they are focused too much on perceived injustices rather than the game at hand and might soon have something to be genuinely fed up about. 

Top of the hill, clubhouse and tea bar at the peak, people watching football going on down below

That VCD were able to stay in the game and frustrate Sittingbourne for so long is an encouraging sign for them. They play good football, are coached well and seem to have got a good balance between maintaining some continuity by retaining their core squad and recruiting the kind of quality players who will offer something new. If they can build on the determination and skill they showed in patches in this game they could surprise a few people this season. They just need a little more consistency and concentration over the 90 minutes. 

So, the game ended 1-0, a fair result, but I can also imagine both dressing rooms might have spent some time contemplating if they should have got more from the game – that Sittingbourne should have put away their chances, and VCD should have maybe tightened things up more at the back and could have nicked something at the end. But it was a good day’s football, and a proper FA Cup tie. Now, to concentrate on the league…

A few words about Steven Gerrard, football, etc

Winning is one thing. How you go about it is quite another. Read the rest of this entry »

Thirty years on from the first Merseyside Wembley final…

…this documentary has been doing the rounds. Made in 1984, it is centred around that year’s League Cup Final – the first time Liverpool and Everton had met in a Wembley cup final. But it is about a lot more than the game. It is a fine document for illustrating how sport can genuinely bring meaning and joy to our lives. It is also a reminder of the rapidly fading link between football and the working classes. Thirty years on we have the same unemployment, the same feelings of isolation, the same rundown communities. But now you can’t even afford a ticket to the football.

Gary Neville is a boot-licking moron

…or so says his old team-mate Carlos Tevez, who made quite the attack on him via a radio interview for ESPN Argentina. Gary Neville had stated that Tevez wasn’t worth the money, following his move from Manchester United to Manchester City.

In Tuesday night’s Carling Cup semi-final, first leg, Tevez gestured to Neville, after scoring his first goal. Neville wittily responded by raising his middle finger. In a radio interview Tevez explained:

“My celebration was directed at Gary Neville. He acted like a complete sock-sucker [boot-licker] when he said I wasn’t worth £25m, just to suck up to the manager. I don’t know what the hell that idiot is talking about me for. I never said anything about him.”

Well, I think Tevez will have won himself a fair few new fans for sticking it to Gary Neville, not one of the most popular players in the UK. He may well have some unexpected fans in the red half of Merseyside, who have been known to call Gary Neville far worse things than a ‘sock-sucker’.

While this is a case of ‘handbags at dawn’, it is good to see a little bit of proper antagonism between the two sides. It certainly sets things up for a lively return leg at Old Trafford next week.

In the meantime, let’s hope ‘sock sucker’ enters common use. It’s handy as it sounds like something else that is quite a bit ruder. Just like when they dubbed a TV version of Beverly Hills Cop, so that ‘motherf***er’ became ‘melon farmer’. Great stuff.

Sporting Schadenfreude

Sunday was a good day for me.

Not because my team had won. They weren’t even playing, and probably wouldn’t have won even if they had been.

No, Sunday was a good day as Manchester United were knocked out of the FA Cup, 1-0 to Leeds United. This was a result to savour. Manchester United losing, not only to a team two divisions beneath them, but to one of their great historical and geographical rivals too. Wonderful.

Petty? Maybe, but then isn’t most sport pretty petty anyway?

This form of sporting Schadenfreude is not unusual. I’m sure many of us delight in the sporting misfortune of others. I have known football supporters who cannot just revel in their own team’s victory – for it to be a perfect day, all their rivals need to have lost too. Bizarrely, perhaps, there can be just as much joy in seeing another team’s failure as there is in seeing your own team’s success.

As a Liverpool supporter enduring a torrid season, I’m not proud, I’ll take what enjoyment I can get. As trophy after trophy slips away, I end up focusing more on hoping certain teams, such as the aforementioned Manchester United, will start to struggle too. As this season has seen all the ‘bigger’ sides be pretty inconsistent there has been more opportunities than normal for some Schadenfreude. Last season the top four sides lost 17 games in total between them. This season those same teams have already lost 19, with half a season still to go.

Sunday’s result saw yet another Alex Ferguson gripe about injury time, with him labelling the five minutes given as an ‘insult’. I’d suggest that was insulting itself, to the referee and to Leeds United. The arrogance is beyond belief, to essentially suggest that if one or two more minutes had been played Manchester United would have probably equalised. Ferguson should really look closer to home for the reason behind the defeat. His team lost because he picked the wrong side, not because the referee didn’t play a game of ‘next goal wins’. Yet, no sanctions will follow. Respect campaign? What Respect campaign?

Still, Ferguson’s rants do have one upside. Each time he complains about a lack of injury time, or indeed benefits from injury time given, more people visit here, and my post from earlier this year. So, thank you Alex, and thank you Google, for bringing me those people googling “fergusons injury time bitching” and “ferguson complains about injury time”. Much appreciated!

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