Saturday 31 March 2012

Staveley Miners Welfare 2 v Dunston UTS 2 - FA Vase Semi Final 2nd Leg

Saturday 31st March 2012, at Inkersall Road
FA Vase Semi Final 2nd Leg
Staveley Miners Welfare (2) 2
Simon Barraclough 7, Chris Coy 37
Dunston UTS (1) 2
Andrew Bulford 16, Stephen Goddard 84
Dunston UTS win 3-2 on aggregate
Admission £5, Programme £1.50,
Attendance: 1050
Sent off:
Andrew Bulford 30 (DunstonUTS) 30.
Simon Barraclough (Staveley MW) 71.
With a little over five minutes to go and extra time looming large on the horizon, Stephen Goddard crashed the ball home off the underside of the crossbar, to shatter Staveley's FA Vase dreams and set up an all Northern League final, of Dunston UTS v West Auckland, at Wembley Stadium, on Sunday 13th May.
The game finished 10 a side, with both teams number 10's (both goalscorers on the day too as it happens) getting sent off along the way.
Andrew Bulford got his marching orders for a foul in the thirtieth minute (he had already incurred the wrath of the referee for over-celebrating his equalising goal with some boisterous, pitch invading, members of the crowd) and Simon Barraclough was given a straight red on 71 minutes, for giving Dunston's Kane Young a bloody nose, when he swung his arm into the Dunston number 6's face.
Barraclough isn't usually the sort of player that would resort to showing any kind of aggression, but today the red mists descended right in front of the referee.
During the same brief, but frantic spell, of pushing and shoving, Dunston's keeper clearly head-butted a Staveley player too, but the referee missed that one.
Though I don't see how on earth the referee's assistant, over by the side of the ground where I was sitting, never saw it.
By rule of thumb, these things balance themselves over the course of a season n' all that... but I've never heard of a thumb that talk swith any semblance of sense, have you!? Just saying.
A large crowd turned up at the rapidly developing (blink and you'll miss the next phase) Inkersall Road ground.
By 1.30pm there were already traffic jams building up around the locality... and the bar iat the ground was doing a brisk trade.
The majority of Dunston followers were in north Derbyshire to enjoy their day out and cheer their team on, but even on the approach to the ground, it was evident that a rowdy bandwagon jumping element from the north-east were in town too, who were intent on getting drunk, bad mouthing and antagonising the locals and generally behaving in a way not usually associated with Non League football.
But, it would be wrong to single out Dunston for criticism, or tar the the north-east in general with the same brush to this end, because virtually every club, at all levels of the football pyramid, has to suffer a number of bandwagon jumping fools like this, whenever they have a big day out.
For example, the worse violence I've ever witnessed at Wembley Stadium, was in the car park prior to the 1982 FA Vase Final between Forest Green Rovers and Rainworth Miners Welfare.
To this day, I still don't know which team the knife wielding mob who were running amok that day were purporting to be attached to, if any!It won't be the first time I've seen their ilk, leaving a stain on the good character of any number of football club's hitherto impeccable reputations, nor sadly, will it be the last, unless I avoid any big occasions in future.
And I'm loathe to do that though, just because some safety in numbers big gobs, think chucking fireworks and beer glasses about, to celebrate their adopted team for the day's victory, is impressing anybody in any way whatsoever.
If like minded people, from different towns any cities, want to meet up and fight other gangs of a similar persuasion, I'll neither condone or condemn that, but ganging up on innocent fans who aren't interested in violence, or likely to fight back, well ... that's a school bully mentality and cowardice, isn't it!?
Anyway, enough of all that peripheral nonsense ... there was an important game of football played at Inkersall Road this afternoon, in front of 1000+ spectators.
And that attendance would've been even higher if there wasn't a 6,152 crowd at another match being played just down the road today, at the B2net Stadium, where both Chesterfield and Scunthorpe United were desperate for a win to help them in their fight against relegation from the npower League 1 into the Football League's basement division.
Just in case you were wondering, that other local game finished, Chez Vegas 1 v Sunny Scunny 4.
It makes you wonder why the thug-boy element that descended on 'Inky Road' today, didn't head for the Spireites game instead, if they really wanted a punch-up, because there are two sets of big lumps associated with both of those respective teams who would've been up for it. Truth is, we all know the answer to that conundrum... and so did this bunch of 'safety in numbers' beer-monsters.
The afternoon couldn't have started any better for Staveley... and with just six minutes on the clock, they had cancelled out Dunston's first leg lead, when Simon Barraclough netted with an angled shot across Liam Connell that flew into the Dunston goal. Game on!
But within ten minutes, the visitors were back in front on aggregate, when Michael Dixon's hopeful shot was turned into the bottom corner, beyond the reach of Ian Deakin, by Andrew Bulford, who ran away to celebrate with the noisy away fans behind the goal.
Bulford had also scored the only goal in the first leg.
The 'tackles' flew in thick and fast for a while.
It was definitely no place for the faint hearted out on the pitch during the opening exchanges.
Around the half hour mark, the referee pulled Bulford aside for lunging into a heavy tackle and red carded him.
When he'd booked for his goal celebration earlier o, it was, in my humble opinion, a harsh yellow card, because there wasn't really very much he could do to free himself from the clutches of some of the more exuberant visiting fans, who had come from behind the perimeter fence.
Before the break, it was very much 'advantage Staveley' against the ten men of Dunston, when Andrew Fox's effort from six yards out looked to be going agonisingly wide, but Chris Coy stuck out a foot steered the ball home, to make the score 2-1 on the day.
Daniel Craggs and Lee McAndrew, both broke into the box in first half stoppage time, but took too long to decide between them who was going to challenge Staveley's keeper Ian Deakin and Chris Fawcus, who impressed for Staveley at left back all afternoon, moved in sharpish and cleared the danger.
HT: Staveley MW 2 v Dunston UTS 1 (aggregate 2-2)
The longer the second half went on, the more Dunston's confidence seemed to grow.
Everybody present must've been expecting the hosts to go all out and put the visitors under pressure, but for whatever reason, they didn't.
Maybe Staveley got stage-fright, given that they were now so close to pushing on and going to Wembley for the first time in the club's history.
Perhaps they were sitting back and waiting to use their numerical advantage by hitting the visitors on the break.
Either way, a policy of all out attack and and actively seeking another goal, which would force Dunston into having to commit men forward, thus leaving themselves more exposed to further openings, would have been a much better game plan (granted, we're all wise after the event), but Staveley just seemed to be content to sit back and wait patiently for an opening to seize upon and strike a decisive blow.
Caution prevents abortion n' all that, but today such an approach backfired and worked against them in the end.
Most locals (and the hordes of neutral non-league followers from around the area) were on the edge of their seats, willing Staveley on and waiting for them to produce the kind of passing and attacking game that they've become renowned for. Alas, it just didn't happen.
And on seventy one minutes, the home sides numerical advantage was wiped out too, when Simon Barraclough lashed out and struck Kane Young in the face. Hence the 10 aside finale to the game.
The north Derbyshire side had the ball far more than Dunston in the second half, but they were knocking it around and keeping things tight instead of pushing on and going for glory.
It was akin watching a tormenting cat toying with a mouse and playing for the long game, instead of pouncing and putting it out of it's misery.
Traditionally, all good cup ties are watched by a pair of
free-loading youngsters,using a nearby tree as a vantage
 point. I wonder if it's always the same two kids?
With just over five minutes remaining Dunston rolled their sleeves up and mustered up one last push forward, before the game went into extra time.
And they made the home side pay with interest, for not taking this semi final tie by the scruff of it's neck earlier in the second half, when they'd had the initiative.
Lee McAndrew, neatly passed the ball forward to Steven Shaw, who ran on and knocked a square ball across the area, right into the path of Stephen Goddard, who was charging into the box completely unmarked. There was nothing that Ian Deakin could do to prevent the goal, as Goddard bulged the back of his net with a crashing shot that went in off of the underside of the crossbar.
Cue even more noise and celebrations from the already very vocal Dunston fans, who had got behind their team well this afternoon and given them that extra lift towards the final push right at the end.
The real Dunston fans were a credit to their club and the north east region today, they celebrated at the final whistle with unrestrained glee.
Good for them, I hope they have a great time at Wembley and that the rent-a-mob 'fans for a day' idiots who were chucking glasses and fireworks about this afternoon, don't ruin their big day out for them.
FT: Staveley MW 2 v Dunston UTS 2 (Agg; 2-3)
Fair play to Dunston, they battled right until the end and gave no quarter and you've got to applaud their never say die attitude and say that, though both teams obviously wanted their day out at Wembley, ultimately, the visitors gritted and then showed their teeth just that little bit more today.
That's not a criticism of Staveley in anyway, but recognition of Dunston UTS's willingness to bust a gut and find that extra bit of inner determination and a second wind when it mattered most.
The all Northern League final at Wembley promises to be a cracking game.
Besides me and my very select group of companions, it would appear that some proper bloggers were also present at the Staveley MW v Dunston UTS game this afternoon.
For much wordier and far more accurate versions of what really happened, check out the following:
THE DRIBBLING CODE:
http://thedribblingcode.wordpress.com/2012/04/04/sat-31-march-2012-staveley-mw-v-dunston-uts-fa-vase/
THE100 FOOTBALL GROUNDS CLUB:
http://100groundsclub.blogspot.co.uk/2012/04/my-matchday-312-inkersall-road.html
DAYTICKET TO PARADISE:
http://daytickettoparadise.blogspot.co.uk/2012/03/staveley-mw-2-2-dunston-2-3-agg-fa-vase.html
THEGROUNDHOPPER:
http://stickypalms.blogspot.co.uk/2012/03/staveley-mw-v-dunston-uts.html

Friday 30 March 2012

Doncaster Rovers 1 v Birmingham City 3 - npower Championship

Friday 30th March 2012, at the Keepmoat Stadium
npower Championship
Doncaster Rovers (1) 1
Piquionne 4
Birmingham City (1) 3
Murphy 15, Burke 61, King 80
Admission £27, Programme £3,
Attendance: 8,656 (1,586 away fans)
Earlier in the season, Rovers lost the reverse fixture 2-1 at St.Andrews, when a Marlon King double cancelled out Marc-Antoine Fortune's opening goal for the south Yorkshire side.
Tonight, Rovers and Blues, both needed the points for completely different reasons, in so much as; play off chasing Birmingham City kicked off tonight in 6th place, 2 points behind both Brighton & Hove Albion and Middlesbrough (who by way of a coincidence play each other tomorrow) and 'Donny Rovers', despite their creditable 1-1 draw at Crystal Palace in midweek, slipped to the bottom of the table by virtue of Portsmouth picking up all 3 points in a 2-0 win v Hull City.
Which means Pompey must've created at least two more chances on Tuesday night, than they did when I saw them in action against Coventry City at the Ricoh Arena last weekend.
Doncaster Rovers:
27 Ikeme, 3 Friend, 11 Lockwood, 31 Ilunga,
41 Beye (24 Dumbuya - 75mins ),
16 Oster (26 Coppinger - 82' ), 17 Barnes, 18 Gillett,
10 Diouf, 19 Piquionne (9 Brown - 67mins), 22 Robert
Unused Subs - 21 Hird, 23 Bennett
Birmingham City:
1 Myhill, 3 Murphy, 4 Caldwell, 6 Ramage, 24 Davies,
7 Burke (22 Redmond - 87mins ), 8 N'daw,
11 Townsend (15 Elliott - 64' ), 12 Mutch, 9 King,
19 Zigic (10 Huseklepp - 87mins )
Unused Subs - 13 Doyle, 14 Gomis
Tonight, just like last time these two teams met, Rovers scored first, but couldn't hold onto their lead.
A few of Dean Saunders players heads dropped, after David Murphy equalised for Blues and then they lost their rhythm and composure altogether and caved in after Chris Burke put the visitors ahead in the 61st minute.
Until that point, 'Donny' had given a fairly good account of themselves, though even without the inspirational presence of Keith Fahey, the visitors evidently had a better calibre of players than the relegation threatened home side, in all departments.
After that, Birmingham were passing the ball around at will and finding loads of space and gaps in the home side's all but not existent rearguard and midfield.
The best team won and the second best team are now rooted to the foot of the table, having played a game more than all the other teams at the 'trapdoor to oblivion' end of the Championship, with a goal difference of minus 32.
Truth be told, Doncaster were perhaps a bit fortunate that Birmingham spared them any further misery by really turning the screw late in the game, to a backdrop of a celebrating away end and three rapidly emptying home stands.
It's still mathematically possible for Rovers to avoid the drop, no honestly!
But the bookies would probably give you the same odds on them staying up now, as you'd get on me finding tonight's half time 'entertainment' waiting for me in my Jacuzzi, when I get home tonight, i.e. it isn't going to happen.
And the reasons for that are two-fold:
1) I don't actually have a Jacuzzi.
2) I've done some fairly-gung ho and scary stuff in my time, but I've never been insane or brave enough to have 'relations' with a Donny bird!!!
Incidentally, the electricians at the Keepmoat Stadium need to get their PA system fixed, when the dancers (actual name the Vikettes) were introduced to the crowd, it sounded as if the announcer had called them the Vagettes ... Oo-er missus!
Apologies to my many friends in Doncaster, who have loyally and commendably stood by your local club through some fairly turbulent times in the dim and not too distant past, but I'm sure you're all resigned to your fate this season by now anyway and most likely already were long before Chris Hughton's side rolled into town and helped to fast-track you towards your inevitable demise.
I'm not one to single out any player for criticism, but it is a mystery to me how the words 'John Oster' and 'Championship footballer' belong in the same sentence.
I remember him bursting onto the scene as an impressive youngster at Grimsby Town and he's even played in the top flight for Everton.
But Rovers are his 7th different club since then (he also went back to Grimsby on loan) and somewhere along the way he seems to have misplaced his zip, promise, pace and the ability to pass the ball accurately or beat an opponent that he once had, which his a shame.
We're all entitled to an off day at work every so often, but Rovers manager Dean Saunders should have replaced him long before the 82nd minute, when it was already too late for James Coppinger to make a blind bit of difference.
It had all started so promisingly for Rovers, when Frederic Piquionne's headed home Simon Gillett's cross inside the opening four minutes.
As footballing metaphors for premature ejaculation go, despite briefly threatening to build on their early lead, it soon became apparent that the hosts had peaked way too soon and when Marlon King smacked the ball against the crossbar, it was always a case of when Blues would take the impetus and take control, not if.
Rovers joy was short lived and when Rovers keeper, Carl Ikeme, parried Nikola Zigic's effort in the fifteenth minute, David Murphy was on hand to bundle the ball over the line for the equaliser.
On the half hour, Marlon King rounded Carl Ikeme in the penalty area and then went down.
I was in line with the incident and King either lost his footing after overrunning the ball or hit the deck on purpose, because the Ikeme's arm was nowhere near him and no contact had been made.
King didn't appeal for a penalty, but was booked for assimilation and roundly booed by the home fans at that end of the ground every time he touched the ball after that.
He had the last laugh in the end though.
From some angles it must've looked like a stonewall penalty, but it wasn't.
In the second half Nikola Zigic, who was a handful for Doncaster's defence all night, managed to hit the post from close range when it looked like a certain goal.
But Chris Burke spared the big strikers blushes, when he 'pinged' home an unstoppable 25 yard strike into the top corner to give Blues the lead that had been inevitable and on the cards for a while now.
Rovers were visibly deflated and while there was a 'disco', a conga and a lot of noisy bouncing in the away end, a number of home fans started to drift away.
On 80 minutes, Dave Murphy passed the ball into the right hand channel for Marlon King to run on to.
£27 for eighty minutes of football... goodnight y'all!
With two Rovers defenders half heartedly chasing after him, King stayed on his feet, in yards of space, and slotted the ball calmly past the woefully exposed Carl Ikeme with ease.
The trickle of home fans heading for the exits now became a flood. Doncaster had set off at a cracking pace and got the home crowd buoyed up, but they couldn't sustain their early impetus.
And once City had got out of first gear, there was only going to be one winner tonight.
In a nutshell, Birmingham kept right on to the end, against a very tired and weary looking Rovers side.
Blues fans will now bit looking out eagerly for tomorrow's Brighton v Middlesbrough result, while Rovers supporters will be drowning their sorrows and just wishing this season was all over so they could have a couple of months respite before they start next season down in the the third tier of the Football League.
FT: Doncaster Rovers 1 v Birmingham City 3
Me? I'll be at Inkersall Road, Staveley, to watch the FA Vase sem- final 2nd leg between Staveley Miners Welfare and Dunston UTS, where the visitors will be carrying a 1-0 advantage over from their first leg victory at Wellington Road last week.

Wednesday 28 March 2012

Sutton Town AFC 0 v Basford United 1 - CMFL Floodlit Cup (South)

Wednesday 28th March 2012, at the Fieldings
Central Midlands League, Phoenix Trophies, Floodlit Cup (South)
Sutton Town AFC (0) 0
Basford United (0) 1 - Darren Garmston 79
Admission £3, Programme £1 , Attendance 38 or so
Sutton Town AFC
1. Jordan Riley 2. James Whitehead 3. Nathan Hollingworth
4. Gavin Short 5. Craig Charlesworth 6. Joe Atkinson
7. Danny Tighe 8. Chris Rhodes 9. Dale Gilliatt 10. Craig Mitchell 11. Richard Giles
Subs - 12. Dom Whitton 14. Ian Streather 15. Dean Mitchell
Basford United
1. Curtis MacDonald 2. Richard Harrison 3. Ben Moore
4. Ashleigh Dyce 5. Martin holt 6. Wayne Jones
7. Darren Garmston 8. Tian Walton 9. Aaron Hooton
10. Cashell Walters 11. Courtney Hastings
Subs - 12. Jarred Westcarr 14. Carl Westcarr 15. John Manders
Fortunately, my serendipitous geographical instincts, led us straight to The Fieldings, via a route that skirted around the perimeter of Mansfield, instead of funnelling us right through the centre of town, where we would have had to contend with the 347 traffic lights (approximate headcount) on the A38, that the road planners cursed this municipal borough with, as a punishment for having been really naughty in a previous life.
Even more fortuitously, I arrived in the nick of time to claim the last available space in the car park, a good 30 seconds before Richard Lane, the delegation from Newark Town FC, got there and had to turn around and find somewhere else to abandon his motor conveyance instead.
On the strength of tonight's victory, Basford United will now face Newark Town in the CMFL South floodlit final.
Whoever wins that game, plays Ollerton Town, who have already won the final of the CMFL North competition, in the overall final.
For the benefit of those of you who are unfamiliar with CMFL politics:
The North/South divide came about this season, mainly for the benefit of the clubs in the CMFL South, who wanted an excuse to wimp out of games against some of the better teams in the CMFL North. Fact!
However, for the record, league newcomers Basford United and their opponents in the CMFL South final, Newark Town, are amongst the better sides in their division.
The first half was a lively enough affair, if bereft of many clear cut chances, but it was end to end and non stop never the less.
Basford just about shaded the opening 45 minutes, using the natural gradient of the pitch to their advantage, with Cashell Walters coming closest to breaking the deadlock for the visitors.
The pace was hectic as the game ebbed and flowed one way then the other at regular intervals, or to put it into plain English: it was a bit kick and rush.
Basford substitute Jarred Westcarr was a live-wire after entering the fray and ten minutes into the second half it looked as if he'd put United in front.
But while several of his team mates prematurely yelled "GOOOOAL!!!" in unison, the ball came back into play off the inside of the upright with Sutton's keeper Jordan Riley well beaten.
Just after the hour, Westcarr (J), once again, came close, when a right wing corner into a packed goalmouth was cleared to the edge of the box and he unleashed a shot from the edge of the box, but his effort flew narrowly wide (and high).
Sutton's Richard Giles and Basford's Jarred Westcarr went head to head after what appeared to be a heavy and clumsy challenge by the former.
This was the cue for several players from both teams to indulge in some unsightly handbags at ten paces posturing and bickering.
In the aftermath both Giles and Westcarr were yellow carded.
Having seen a hand raised during the incident, possibly 'somebody' was fortunate not to see a red. But if the referee didn't spot it, I'm not grassing the guilty party up.
Darren Garmston's stunning goal on 79 minutes, was worthy of winning any game, even a scrappy and occasionally volatile one like this.
He struck the ball home with such ferocity from 18 yards out, that two goalkeepers wouldn't have been able to stop it.
The niggling and histrionics seemed to have abated, but with a few minutes remaining, Basford's Martin Holt ran 10 yards to 'confront' the referee over a free kick that had been awarded against him.
The decision to blow up for a foul was 100% correct, but possibly only booking Holt for squaring up to and unloading a barrage of foul language at the referee wasn't.
The referee had made a few honest mistakes and curious decisions over the course of the game, but he was dead right to blow his whistle this time.
"Don't let him talk to you like that Ref!"
A pot, kettle, black moment.
The referee called for Basford's goalkeeper and captain, to come 40 yards from his area, to help defuse the situation and calm his centre half down.
Holt's protestations that it was his 'first tackle' - What!? By a centre half with 86 minutes of the game already gone? And that he'd only wanted to talk to the referee - after charging up to him and behaving aggressively, right in Mr Abbott's face - were picked up on by the local supporters stood nearby.
Some hooted with incredulous laughs of derision, others, one in particular, were 'ever so slightly' more forthright, but the swearword filter on my blog settings forbids me from repeating any of the wholly justified home truths that were growled towards both the Basford number 5 and the match official.
It's a real shame he acted like that in the heat of the moment, because hitherto, Holt had been one of the better players over the 90 minutes, as the visitors held a tight back line across the pitch.
Basford United, obviously have strength in depth, with some real quality coming off the bench tonight too.
But even though the match officials didn't really help matters at times, the visitors need to take a couple of chill pills and concentrate on doing what they're good at ... because frankly, they're rubbish when it comes to gamesmanship and dishing it out.
Hopefully they'll stick to playing football the next time I see them in action, because for spells, there were genuine signs that they can play that really well.
So Basford United march on to the area final, in a steady if unspectacular fashion.
The date and venue are both still TBC.

Monday 26 March 2012

Staveley Miners Welfare U19 0 v Handsworth U19 4 - NMU19L

Monday 26th March 2012, at Inkersall Road
North Midlands Under 19 League, Division 1
Staveley Miners Welfare (0) 0
Handsworth (3) 4
Sam Smith 10, Jerome Grant 15 ,
Faffy Gwindi 23 , George Snelling 78
Admission £2, Programme 50p, Attendance 100+
Thank you to Ele Reaney for the team details :-)
Virtually (but not quite yet), a title deciding fixture, between the two heavyweights of local Under 19's football.
Staveley kicked off 3 points ahead of 2nd placed Handsworth in the table, but the visitors from Sheffield have a game in hand over their Derbyshire hosts.
Two sides are the only two teams in Division 1 who are still in with a shout of winning the title.
The remaining fixtures that will decide where the title finally goes are:
Wednesday 4th April, Sheffield v Handsworth
Tuesday 10th April, Arnold Town v Staveley MW
Wednesday 11th April, Teversal v Handsworth
THE66POW thrill seekers society, actually went to Arnold last Monday night to see Staveley U19's in action, but when we arrived, found that the pitch was waterlogged and the game was off.
The weather all over Nottinghamshire was fine so we hadn't even checked before setting off either.
*That* damn pitch at Eagle Valley has been nothing since trouble since they paid a whole load of money to have it laid.
It's time to rip it up and start again if you ask me.
Prior to kick off, a minutes silence was held in tribute to Roger Evans, the local referee, who sadly passed away after taking charge of the South Normanton v Borrowash Victoria reserves fixture on Saturday afternoon.
Condolences and commiserations to all of Roger's family and friends
It takes something special, performance wise, to turn this Staveley side over by four goals to nil in their own back yard.
But credit where it's due - Handsworth were outstanding.
And the result didn't flatter them at all.
They have been worthy champions of this league for the last few seasons and have now hoisted themselves into pole position to repeat that feat yet again.
Before tonight, Staveley (like Handsworth) were unbeaten in all of their previous league games.
But after 23 minutes, they were under the cosh and reeling from an unexpected invasion from Handsworth's shock troops. And already chasing a three goal deficit.
Sure, everybody was expecting the visitors to be good, but they were quite exceptional and after the lively opening exchanges, where both sides weighed each other up, they had the Blues on the back foot for the remainder of the first half and for long spells of the second one too.
The game was only a few minutes old when the visitors stated their intentions, with Pat Lindley sending Jerome Grant clear, but the Handsworth number 10 shot across the face of the goal and his effort spun went narrowly wide.
10 minutes in, Sam Smith headed them in front, at the back pos.t from Richard Tootle's left wing cross.
The diminutive Tootle's input throughout the game, both at set pieces and in supplying a steady stream of crosses was immense.
Goal number two wasn't long in coming ... Jerome Green got on the end of a neat pass from Danny Ingram, got the ball trapped between his legs, but still managed to get his shot on target.
In the 23rd minutes, Staveley were three goals behind, when Faffy Gwindi, directed the ball home amidst a six yard box scrummage following a corner from Tootle.
The last action of a fairly one sided first half saw Adam Ledger in the Blues goal, get down to comfortably hold onto a 20 yard free kick from Tootle.
HT 0-3
Jerome Green nearly extended the visitors lead, but he shot straight at Adam Ledger when he was clean through with just the keeper to beat.
Ledger was soon in the thick of it again having to save well from Pat Lindley.
With 15 minutes remaining, Lee Anthony skinned Richard Tootle down the right wing, but any threat from his cross was soon snubbed out.
Brad Jones swung a free kick into the visitors box, Ross Goodwin headed the ball powerfully and on target, but Danny Williams in the Handsworth goal pulled of a great save at the expense of a corner.
The visitors cleared the corner, hit Staveley on the break and within seconds were in on goal at the other end as Jack Williams found George Snelling with a long, searching pass. 0-4 and game over!
It's not all over bar the shouting just yet, but you'd have to say the title is now Handsworth's to either clinch or throw away.
Staveley will give it all they've got at Arnold, while hoping Handsworth drop points at Sheffield and Teversal.
Handsworth were a class act tonight and they made a very good Staveley side look very ordinary at times.
Well played Handsworth, that was quality.
The Inkersall Road ground, has been completely revamped (yet again) this past week.
With four new terracing areas springing up, while enough tarmac to fill all the potholes in the nearby A619, has been laid on all four sides of the pitch, in readiness for the Evo-Stik League ground grading committee, should the club gain promotion at the end of the season.
And, of course, there is still a new stand earmarked to go up behind the dug outs in the near future.
It's boom time at Staveley Miners Welfare!!!
On Saturday, it is the biggest day in the club's history, when they host Dunston UTS in the 2nd leg of the FA Vase semi final.
Anybody who goes to the game who hasn't visited Staveley MW for a while, will be very impressed with all the recent ground improvements.
And by all accounts, Billy Fox's team are going to give it a real go, as they start the game 1-0 down from the first leg on Saturday.
With a place in the Wembley final at stake for the winners, it should be quite an occasion.

Saturday 24 March 2012

Coventry City 2 v Portsmouth 0 - npower Championship

Saturday 24th March 2012
at the Ricoh Arena
npower Championship
Coventry City (0) 2
Gary McShefferry 55, Oliver Norwood 77
Portsmouth (0) 0
Admission: £9.75 for two (special offer)
Programme £3,
Attendance: 15,809 (inc. 1588 away fans)
The Ricoh Arena is named after the legendary Jamaican trombonist 'Ricoh' Rodriguez, who was a honorary member of Coventry's greatest export: The Specials (AKA The Special AKA) who were formerly called the Coventry Automatics, during their embryonic, prototype period.
Mr Rodriguez now plays with Jools Holland’s Rhythm & Blues Orchestra.
Or maybe it's called 'The Ricoh' for some completely insane and unknown entirely different reason altogether instead... but hey! That would just be weird, wouldn't it?

Note* this Coventry Automatics footage features the band's original drummer, Silverton Hutchinson, who left them just before they got famous. It's just like that Pete Best and the Beatles little bit of history repeating itself.
Don't ever let it be said that THE66POW doesn't go that extra eight inches to find the pulse of each and every place I visit, in my quest to seek out football's holy grail.
A very lifelike Bruce Forsyth statue (possibly)
Yet another ticket, that just like last Saturday's arrived in my grubby paws (indirectly), via a smut and filth laden, gutter press, daily tabloid publication's special offer scheme. I haven't purchased the newspaper in question, nor would I ever even consider wiping my pert little buttocks upon it, but several work colleagues of mine leave their copies in the mess room at work when it's time for a shift change-over (probably too embarrassed to take it home) and given that they don't like football (I know... that'shard for me to fathom out too), somebody who does, might as well benefit from tearing the relevant numbered tokens out of the rag, before sticking the remainder of it's contents into the incinerator.
Mine was free today anyway, a gift from a friend, in exchange for offering to drive them to the Ricoh Arena, because they wouldn't have been able to get there otherwise.
I was asked earlier this week, if ... 1) I'm compromising my morals by taking advantage of a ticket offer that is being run by such a pious newspaper, or 2) I feel contaminated in some way, to be involved in a promotion that gives loads of good publicity to a branch of  Murdoch's business empire.
Answers: 1) Morals!? Me!? You've got the wrong guy! And 2) Murdoch? Was he the one who liked a cigar, or the one that was barking mad?
Either way, neither of them was my favourite member of the A Team anyway, you crazy fools.
And I haven't followed any of their careers since they vanished from our TV screens, so I wouldn't know about any apparent business empire.
Last I heard, they were still all on the run, having been falsely accused of being war criminals... it was 'a crime they didn't commit' by all accounts.
And to be honest, I'd always  they were fictional characters anyway.
My conscience (whatever one of those might be) is 100% clear.
Anyway, enough digressing, I was in Coventry today, which means:

Whoops, I got distracted again, didn't I!?
... which means, this:
Excellent 'one off'' retro style programme cover today
Coventry City:
Murphy, Keogh, Cranie, Clarke, Hussey (Christie 80), McSheffrey, Clingan (c), Thomas (Bigirimana 46), Norwood, Nimely, Platt
Unused Subs: Dunn (GK), McDonald, Deegan
Portsmouth:
Ashdown, Ward (Etuhu 62), Rocha, Pearce (c), Varney, Halford, Allan (Scapuzzi 82), Norris (Futacs 62), Thorne, Maguire, Ben Haim
Unused Subs: Harris, Rekik
Thirty minutes prior to kick off, Coventry practised their game-plan
of running around aimlessly in circles, without the ball.

A 'relegation six pointer this afternoon', the pr- match hype said.
Hmm, if the Sky Blues really did get six points for beating Pompey, they'd soon be shooting up the table.
But they didn't, of course.
So what a daft as a bag of frogs expression that falsehood is, eh!?
The Coventry Telegraph called it 'squeaky bum time', which is far more apt.
After the game, both clubs were still in the bottom three relegation berths.
Portsmouth squirming uncomfortably, rock bottom of the table on 30 points, while Coventry City now have 35, and are just one behind Bristol City, who are looking cautiously over their shoulder in the last 'staying up' position, with a better goal difference.
Sandwiched between today's sides are Doncaster Rovers on 31 points.
Millwall on 40 points and Nottingham Forest on 39, are in 19th and 20th place respectively.
The Sky Blues are now unbeaten in five games, drawing four in a row prior to this afternoon, so possibly the impetus of the run they're on, gives them a slight advantage over Bristol City.
The Longford Engine on Bedworth Road
An overheard conversation snippet, in the Longford Engine public house at lunchtime, between a local and a Pompey fan went thus ...
Local: "If we don't win today, we're f***ed!"
Pompey fan: "We're already f***ed mate!"
Clive Platt goes close
The first half demonstrated quite clearly why both teams are struggling this season.
The wrong final ball, stray passes, half-arsed attempts at ball control, drills that worked on the training pitch going awry in a real match situation, err, you get the picture.
It was a fairly grim spectacle all round.
At times, it really looked as though both teams were playing with the burden of pressure that comes from being in the drop zone preying on their collective mindset. And that unwanted millstone was breaking their concentration, and warping their sense of logic and decision making.
Rushed and frequently inaccurate passing, concedes possession and will get you nowhere (I've read that in my Martin Chivers Football Tactics book, that PG Tips gave away when I was 8 years old and therefore have known these basics principles for many years now, mark my words) and when both sides are doing exactly the same, well ... draw your own conclusion.There weren't many clear cut chances before the break, Clive Platt's effort that rolled narrowly wide during a Portsmouth defensive capitulation was the closest either side came to breaking the deadlock.
In all seriousness, the highlight of the first half was when the referee called both teams over to the touchline for a water break.
City's manager, Andy Thorn, said of the first half: "There was no zip. We were glad to get into the dressing room at half time"
Most people present would've been grateful for 15 minutes respite from the 'entertainment' that was on offer too.
Half time Coventry City legends parade ... how many can you recognise?
After the break, the game stepped up a notch; gliding effortlessly from an advanced state of tedious ineptitude, to a level of skill and application, that very nearly bordered on the almost mediocre.
The home side had a few spells where they momentarily threatened to look half (but nowhere near wholly) decent, but it was enough to win the day against a Portsmouth side, who's body language suggests they have already resigned themselves to their fate at the end of this season.
Ten minutes into the second half, Chris Hussey punted a hopeful cross into the visitors goal area, instead of clearing the danger, Ricardo Rocha failed to pick up either the flight of the ball, or the run of Gary McShefferry... and the Sky Blues were ahead.
A couple of Pompey players falling over
Alas the goal failed miserably in it's mission to bring the game to life.
And both sides resumed their stumbling and bungling approach all over again.
Thirteen minutes from time, City's Alex Nimely played a neat pass across the Pompey goal area into the path of Ollie Norwood, who gratefully smashed the ball past Joe Murphy to kill the game off, though it would be fair to say, it had already been dead for most of the afternoon anyway, but could now be given a proper burial.
How on earth did this Portsmouth side beat Birmingham City 4-1 in midweek?
They didn't look to have a single goal in them at all today, let alone four!
The nearest they had come to breaking their duck was when Chris McQuire smashed a free kick against the upright (see below), but there was nobody was capable of taking advantage of the rebound.
On the positive side for Coventry, it's reached that time of the season, where results are all that matter and performances are of secondary importance, so to that end, if nothing else today was a case of mission accomplished.
But if they had played against a team with any kind of purpose, enthusiasm and direction, they would've come completely unstuck. Alas, this Pompey side had none of those attributes.
The visitors own manager: Michael Appleton appraised his team's no show fairly accurately: "It was almost like a testimonial. We never moved the ball quick enough. We got what we deserved"
My own overview:
In conclusion, a poor side, beat a very poor side.
Panoramic ground view
Thankfully the Ricoh Stadium is close to the Midlands motorways network and is very easy to get both to and from as a consequence.
I don't think the Pompey fans who were present could leave the scene quickly enough at the end.
They had noisily made their presence felt and put in the effort to get up to Coventry, but their team let them down badly.
Built on the site where Foleshill Gasworks previously stood, the 32,609 capacity ground was opened in 2005, there are plenty of facilities coupled on to 'The Ricoh' including a leisure centre, conference hall, the Singers Diner (CCFC were originally called Singers FC), a hotel and even a casino.
And the Arena Park Shopping Centre that stands adjacent to the stadium, contains one of the largest Tesco Extra Hypermarkets in the known universe... and that alone made the journey worthwhile (I'm being sarcastic again).
Coventry City's new(ish) home is one of the Stadia that are being used for the 2012 Olympic Games.Bedworth Road is the place to be for pubs (The Longford Engine & Coach and Horses), reasonably priced car-parking (inc. on site security) is available nearby too, at sat nav destination CV79GA (£4 as opposed to the clubs £10 charge in the official ones), and there is even some off road parking if you're early enough.
All the food and drink outlets in the stadium are cashless sales only, you have to purchase a swipe card to use in the ground (minimum spend £5), whereas the food in the Longford Engine and the chip shop opposite it, are a much better option.
Bedworth Road is a brisk 10 minute walk along the canal tow path from 'The Ricoh', just over the rail bridge in the corner of CCFC car park A... which is where the pictures at the top and bottom of this post were taken from at the beginning and end of our visit.
I'd love to be able to tell you how many grounds I've now visited (this was my first game at the Ricoh Stadium) but I lost count years ago.
The Ricoh Stadium has a lot going for it, but today's game wasn't exactly one of it's plus points. I preferred trips to Highfield Road, Cov's old ground to be honest... each to their own, innit!?
Coventry sunset.