After moving the car to just outside the ground, enjoying dinner and completing the Daily Express Crossword we entered the footballing area and killed a bit of time roaming the periphery and gasbagging with a few local folk. Tea and chips were purchased, on-looking spots chosen, there was an icy bite in the air, akin to the chomp of a loved up zombie nibbling areas best left unmentioned - cripes, let's get this game on. Eventually the two sides took to the pitch, there were about 40 folk in attendance, I think everyone deserved a good game and thankfully that is exactly what we got.
The Rangers
wasted no time in building up a good lather with some sound communication and
effective movement. Corners soon followed, 2 for the guests, one for the
hosts, the only shot to come on goal was via the resident No 7 (Aiden Day) who
finalised the latter angled hoof with a low driller that turned out not to be a
killer. Campion began to get their fair share of the action with a throw
in leading to some head-tennis and a overhead kick that needed a neat tip over.
The corner came and was dealt with, the home team kept up the pressure, another
ball entered the box, was knocked back and duly hung in the air whereupon No 9
(Aiden Kirby) lashed on the volley and bulged the net with untold certainty.
It was a fine strike to end a pressing period of action - game on folks!
For the next
segment of the game Campion dictated with the tempo leaving the opposition
slightly unsettled. In and out of the visiting box the ball went, a
free-kick was won for the hosts after a dubious 'raised foot' decision was
made. No 10 (Leon Hurles-Brook) took responsibility, the strike was
similar to the cock of an aroused sausage dog, low and firm, and ended up
squeezing inside the bottom corner to double Campion's lead - a picture perfect
strike for sure.
The action
continued and remained all-absorbing. Campion swept forth, won a corner
which was hoofed high and led to a dazzling counterattack that The Rangers just
couldn't turn into a decisive moment. The guests were undeterred,
maintained a bout of high intensity with the in-box animation, at times,
utterly manic. A handball shout came, much scrambling and then the globe
went loose whereupon No 11 (Callum Stone) fired through a crowd of arms, legs
and other bodily wotsits and somehow found the back of the net - 2 - 1 - now
this was interesting to say the least!
Still the pace and quality of the game continued. Stone had another shot
for the visiting pack but this time straight at the keeper and then, after a
great deal of perspired pressing, No 11 (Mohammed Quasim) for Campion was
released and looked to be in with a great chance to pull the trigger and add a fourth goal to a
fascinating game. The striker was shot-shy, sent in a cross that was
dutifully cleared but quickly followed up with a dig from Hurles-Brook that was
firmly blocked by a flying defender. A
follow-up whack was somehow deflected just over the horizontal and nothing came
from the corner, it was just as well, I am sure some of the worked up
on-lookers needed a breather.
Into the
closing stages of the half we went, suddenly Stone for Hall Road was released. The player
touched on for No 10 (Charlie Birley) to blaze at goal. From the midst
of the madness a handball claim rent the air, the referee pointed to the spot
and No 4 (Lewis Andrews) cracked his gratis gift towards the bottom corner.
The home No 1 (Declan Lambton) lunged, reached out with great effort and pushed
the ball away - what a quite excellent save! The game now flashed
by, an overspill of outstanding gumption was exhibited, this had been a good do
thus far, more of the same for half two please.
For the break
we had a brew and got the blood moving in the shanks. I indulged in a few
squats and nearly exposed a turtles-head - I knew I should have been doing more
pelvic floor exercises of late. After a squeeze of the sphincter and a
final slurp of the thermally gratifying liquid the teams came back out, now how
would this game end?
As in the
opening 45 minutes Hall Road Rangers started brightest but Campion had the
first punt at goal. The chance came after a crunching midfield tackle saw
the ball move forth, Quasim collected and swept on before shooting into the
side-netting, it should have at least been on target . The guests had a
chance to breathe again but they were now getting a trifle hot under the collar
with blue verbals and tasty tackles more than a little prevalent. They
did however win a free-kick that resulted in some wild in-box scrambling, the
hosts just did enough to save their bacon - oink, oink.
Due to the
rising emotions the referee needed to step in and have a word. He did
what he had to and kept the game from bubbling over, we continued in a fair and
highly competitive manner. Campion had a corner next, it went to the back
post with No 5 (Graham Hall) nutting behind and then the same team came once
more with a ball finding Kirby who neatly chested down in prepation for another
crack at goal. A foul was committed on the edge of the box, the victim of
the tumble took the strike and saw his howitzer get deflected over.
Another angled kick was had, this time it was wasted and from here we went into
a touch and go period with a brace of yellow cards issued and the game on a
very precarious precipice.
The last 20
minutes arrived, Quasim for Campion darted and had a claim for a penalty - it
was not even convincing. A few moments later and the hosts entered the
perilous zone again, a player was tugged (ooh the sexy buggers) the referee
ignored it, No 2 (Jason Carney) was tumbled in possession, this time the man in
black was in no doubt - penalty given and duly buried by Kirby, 3 - 1 it was
and the exact score that my good lady had predicted prior to kick-off.
From here
untidy tackles and mistimed collisions came, mud flew, brows furrowed and
strained desire was exposed. Hall Road Rangers had a fine bout of
possession and passed the ball in a highly convincing method. Campion
remained stubborn and disciplined before Kirby was released again only to be
thwarted by an outstanding tackle by the visiting No 6 (Alex Knaggs) - a solid
moment for the footballing afficionado. The trailing tribe pushed next, a
cross came, a rebound and a low shot by No 15
(Kallum Findley) - cor blimey guv'nor - 3 - 2 it was - could we be in for a
comeback after all that had transpired thus far?
The
resurrected team now played with hectic hunger in the hope of snatching a point from a game that looked lost.
The squad with the upperhand looked to kick the stuffing out of the contest and
hold up the ball whenever they got the chance.
Stone for the guests had a dash late-on, went down in the box a little too
easily and had his penalty shout waved away. Campion responded
with a long ball that was nodded on to the feet of the substitute who was fouled just inside the box. This time a
spot-kick was granted, Kirby fired home and bagged his hat-trick and three
points for his team. In the dying embers No 2 (Tommy Ward) for Hall Road had a shot over and
then we were done. What a ruddy good game this had been, 100% commitment,
2 teams playing good football and not afraid to 'get stuck in'. From the
drama and the delight Campions No 9 (Aiden Kirby) must get the Man of the Match
award due to being a perpetual menace, consistently working back, playing some
neat touch and turn football and of course, bagging three-goals. A ruddy
good stint chap, keep the focus and many more goals will follow. We duly
pootled off home perished but pleased, this had been a good un' and that is for
sure.
FINAL THOUGHT - So another trip into the North East Counties Football
League and another game thoroughly enjoyed. I am always bewildered why
these games don't get more attention and more assistance from authorities
higher up - they are missing something special and seeing some real lynch-pins
in the community - ooh the
silly bastards. Today I saw Hall Road Rangers travel a goodly distance,
bring a few followers and play with passion on a cold January day only to come
up short and travel home pointless - over the coming weeks they will be doing
it all again but I reckon, if they continue playing like they do, will win more
than they lose. At times they looked a complete unit, now and again just got dragged the wrong way and gave their opponents
a chance to cause consternation - all the team needs to do is maintain
discipline and stick to the smooth on the deck passing, I hope we can catch
them again at some point, they certainly play with a style that makes for
a good game. Campion are riding high, the reason behind this is that
they play at a consistent high rate of knots, take their chances when
they fall and use the full playing surface and seem to have many back-up plans.
They have a squad of hard-working players who give their all and play with a
certain awareness. They may just well push on now for the ultimate
promotional prize, I reckon it would be rude not to return, in the meantime,
keep up the momentum and here's to a fine future for ya.
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