FA Vase, fourth round
Son of Whickham: The Whickham club crests includes a bust of Lang Jack, a giant (more Geordie speak: “lang” as in long) 19th century local character renowned for humping boulders for long distances. A monument to him which used to stand next to his (demolished) house is today positioned on the town’s high street.
Not a son of Whickham: The club cheekily expressed interest in signing Pierre van Hooijdonk on loan from Nottingham Forest in 1998. Dave Bassett, Forest manager, sent back a fax saying that the ‘want away’ striker would “prefer a move to Eastbourne Town where it would be a little warmer for him”.
Attendance: 341
I'd wanted to visit Whickham FC (in a small
town near Gateshead) ever since seeing a pic of a rainbow over their stand in When Saturday Comes. Their big Vase tie today was a golden opportunity. They’ve
passed this way before, though, and well beyond. Whickham won the competition
in 1981 and were twice semi-finalists in the same era. It's always a bit
disappointing when a Vase draw pairs teams from the same League but, in West Auckland - bookies’
favourites for the Vase, 2012 finalists and beaten once only in the League this
season - I
was guaranteed a passionate contest and a relatively big crowd.
I was a bit confused on arrival at what
looked like a municipal sports ground. Furthermore, a sign referred to Hebburn,
“FA Vase QR” and “6/9” which, on subsequent investigation, proved to refer to
the qualifying round when this cup run started four months ago. Spotting some
gold and black West Auckland scarves, I confidentally strode to the garden shed
that it is the entry to the ground. The fella within called pounds “punds”. I
love the north-east accent. Later, when the linesman called out to the players
to explain a decision, the man next to me said: “Can tell he’s not from round
here”. I felt foreign.
First impressions of The Glebe? Ah.
Well. It’s essentially a railed pitch,
open on three sides, one of them bordering a cricket pitch (see above). There is, of
course, that one stand, sited curiously behind a goal, but the quaint home-made
sign on the fascia has been upgraded since the pic I’d seen was taken and there
was about as much chance of a rainbow today as the two teams about to play in
black and white stripes and all white representing Newcastle and Real
Madrid. Cold, grey and drizzly too. I was
so glad I hadn’t brought my young son with me. The programme revealed that
extra-time would follow if the teams were level at 90 mins and, even before
kick-off, I had a feeling what fate had in store …
The first major chance of the match
didn’t come until 30 mins. Campbell of West Auckland beat the offside trip but
blasted wide despite having plenty of time. A similar burst through by the same
player just before half-time gave the visitors the lead. Whickham, one division
below West Auckland, battled on valiantly, though, very much stayed in the
match and got a deserved equaliser on 75 mins when a cross from the right was jabbed
in from close range.
Full time: 1-1. I wasn’t the only
neutral in the ground not wanting extra-time. The fourth official wanted to
pee. Amazing what you find out standing between the dugouts. Too much
information, in some respects. It was a family affair for the Whickham manager.
His wife and kids stood right behind him and the barrier, one of them asking
why “that man has a flag”. A Whickham player appeared to be elbowed in the face
and all sorts of remonstrations followed from the bench. In the professional
leagues all you get is a sanitised, media trained account of the game from the
manager after the final whistle; at this level, providing you’re standing in
the right place, you get it as a live stream.
By now darkness had long descended, the
drizzle had stopped and spectators had ventured from the stand and were strung
out pitchside. The atmosphere was building. West Auckland restored their lead
when a cross cruelly bobbled below a Whickham defender’s foot and, one pass
later, the ball was in the net.
Soon afterwards the home defence was sliced
open down the right and it was game over. Whickham did get a penalty when one
of their lads was upended but it was blasted over the bar. No upset then but
worth staying until the end.
Programme notes: Whickham’s Liam Barnett
“made his debut against Brandon and took four minutes to open his account”.
Remarkable how efficient online banking is these days.
Photographic notes: I always feel a
dreadful nerd taking pics at football matches. My camera goes straight back
into my pocket after each pic. Clearly this geezer isn't so self-conscious.
Son of Whickham: The Whickham club crests includes a bust of Lang Jack, a giant (more Geordie speak: “lang” as in long) 19th century local character renowned for humping boulders for long distances. A monument to him which used to stand next to his (demolished) house is today positioned on the town’s high street.
Not a son of Whickham: The club cheekily expressed interest in signing Pierre van Hooijdonk on loan from Nottingham Forest in 1998. Dave Bassett, Forest manager, sent back a fax saying that the ‘want away’ striker would “prefer a move to Eastbourne Town where it would be a little warmer for him”.
Making a stand: Nice story on BBC Online about the
purchase of a stand through eBay by Vase fourth rounders and wonderfully named
Brightlingsea Regent. Fairly humble affair, as you'd imagine.
My video highlights are here but, for the goals, view below.
3 comments:
Thanks for that comment about being the nerd with the camera on your picture but my son was mascot for the day and it was an iPad actually!
Great stuff Paul.
Hi grreat reading your blog
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