First we take Colchester….then we take Sudbury. Not my words, or those of Leonard Cohen but actually Boudica in AD61 when she attacked the Roman garrison and capital of Britain, raising it to the ground resulting in the centre of power moving down the Roman road to a little settlement called Londinium.
One thousand nine hundred and fifty years to the day that Camulodnum fell (well, newspapers from that day are a bit thin on the ground) here Danny and I were as we heading along the A12 in deepest, darkest Essex trying to find the Weston Homes Community Stadium. My feelings of building identikit stadiums on the outskirts of towns with no facilities or decent public transport nearby are widely known (feel free to read about my previous visit to Colchester United here). Since my last visit here it was good to see that access had been improved with a shiny new slip road directly off the A12 being built. But obviously the local council are embarrassed by the presence of the ground and/or the team as there are still no signs for the stadium – just one for a hospital.
Our plan was to take in the early midday plus fifteen minutes kick off between Champions Brighton & Hove Albion, who incidentally have built a very nice looking new stadium with public transport provisions included, and Colchester United before we headed up the B1508 to Sudbury for the vital promotion/playoff local derby in the Ryman League One North.
The car park was full so we were forced to park on a nearby industrial estate for a bargain of £8. Remind me again why I don’t normally watch league football? We met up with Nick who had our tickets and entered via a breeze block portal, of course after being searched. Brighton fans have a reputation don’t you know, so the steward doing the searching told me. I wasn’t going to ask as what, although the small (and I mean small) amount of home fans obviously knew as they apparently “could see us holding hands”, even though we were in the concourse.
It was sit where you wanted in the stand. Although actually it wasn’t. Despite Colchester managing to sell a massive 4,000 seats for this game, the East Stand was kept half empty, with the vacant seats towards the Brighton end. So why on earth could the away fans then not use the whole North Stand? With the three central blocks almost full, any attempt made to move across the aisle was met with rebuke from the little Hitlers. Simple questions like “Can we sit there?” were simply ignored. Logic and sense are not words that can ever be applied to stewards at League clubs. Take a bow the boys from Tamdown Securities, you did a hell of a job today.
It was hoped that this may be a promotion/championship party for Brighton & Hove Albion. However, they did something that is quite rare for teams who run away with the league towards the end of the season with the finishing line in sight. They carried on winning. They wrapped up promotion against Dagenham & Redbridge a few weeks ago (see Daggers Diary for more details of this game), became champions against Walsall and then partied on Saturday against Southampton. This game had thus became the day at work after the big leaving do on a Thursday night. And Sky had been left with egg on their face by showing it live. The two last honours left to get under their belt were to break the 100 point mark, thus becoming only the third Football League team to do this (Fulham and Sunderland being the other two), and finally to keep hold of Gus Poyet.
The Uruguyian’s stock has been rising since he left the Assistant Manager’s position at Leeds United to take a similar role at Spurs in 2007. With Premier League clubs about to start their annual cull, there are fears that Gus will be prized away from the American Express Community Stadium before the first ball is kicked, with West Ham United looking favourites to want his services just as soon as the owners finish congratulating themselves about “winning” the Olympic Stadium (and thus all the personal benefits that go with the disposal of the existing more than adequate Boleyn Ground) and realise that the team on the pitch are on the verge of relegation.
Sorry mate you are in my seat
After a couple of seasons playing in the Championship, Colchester United had dropped back into the third tier two seasons ago. Their season in the sun saw them at one stage hint at a push towards the play offs, finally finishing in 10th place but gaining the crown “Kings of East Anglia” (because there is such a title) by finishing above Norwich City and Ipswich Town. This season their form had been erratic and results in the previous week meant a play off shot this season was now out of the question.
With the Bank Holiday sun beating down, the game kicked off at 12.15pm. Someone had obviously forgotten to tell the home fans who forgot to turn up. Without my glasses on I had assumed that the blue and white silent and motionless figures at the far end were just empty seats. Oh hang on, they were.
Colchester United 1 Brighton & Hove Albion 1 – Weston Homes Community Stadium – Monday 25th April 2011 12.30pm
“Was this the real thing, or was it just fantasy? Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality. Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see.” Not my words but those of the late, great Freddie Mercury. But after the comedy value of the opening goal it could apply to any one of three Brighton players.
Calm down son it was only a tap in
Ankegren, granted carrying a knock from a clash a few minutes before (that actually saw him substituted soon after) spilt a ball into the box from O’Toole, but Elphick was on hand to smash the ball away….straight into fellow defender Calderon who then attempted to clear it and to give it straight to Colchester’s Henderson who tapped it in, although his over the top goal celebrations would have suggested to an outsider it was the goal of the decade.
Henderson should have doubled the lead just before the break when a miss hit shot fell at his feet with an open goal six yards out but he blazed it over.
The second half started with a fine display of authoritative stewarding. With more fans now in the seats again they denied anyone having access to the empty areas. Also they persisted in getting the front dozen rows to sit down, but left the remaining rows standing up. Of course when one of the portly chaps fell throw a gate around the edge of the pitch nobody laughed.
Brighton improved in the second half and it was plain to see why Barnes and Bennett are the two most talked about players. Bennett’s movement was excellent, and it was no surprise when these two combined for the equaliser. The Colchester keeper had made a couple of excellent saves prior to the goal and had no chance when Barnes volleyed in at the near post from an excellent cross by Bennett. The away side then took the game to Colchester. Danny was sweating, and not just from the temperature (which apparently was “Hotter than Greece”) but because he has a small wager on there being more than 2 goals (or actually 2.5 goals – quite how someone can score 2.2 goals is a mystery to me). But it was not to be. Wood’s header from close range was the last action of a much better second half and honours were shared.
More pictures from the game can be found here.
We hotfooted it back to the car like Mercury and Eros from aforementioned chilly Greece and pointed the car Northwards to Suffolk.
AFC Sudbury 2 Needham Market 2 – King’s Marsh – Monday 25th April 2011 3pm
Some twelve miles and 33 minutes later we ignored the sign for the sewage farm and drove down a narrow country lane to AFC Sudbury’s King’s Marsh ground. The home of Gainsborough and Constable, Sudbury is as quaint as a small market town could be with thatched cottages, Britain in Bloom signs and cricket being played on the green. Parking on a roped off field gave us the impression it was a Summer Fete or Garden Party and as if the club were waiting for the appearance of “Two World Famous Bloggers” (Not my words, but those of Charlie Dobres at Lewes FC), the teams emerged just as we did from the strange conservatory which acted as the turnstiles.
To say the Ryman League One South has been a two horse race this season is a bit of an understatement. Since prior to Christmas the top of the table has been all about East Thurrock United and Needham Market. Three weeks ago they passed the point where they could be caught by anyone else.
Needham Market are following in the footsteps of Lowestoft Town and Bury Town in strengthening the position of Non League football in East Anglia. Last season they won the Eastern Counties League, gaining promotion to the Ryman League structure for the first time. Fortunately they had already invested in their ground to satisfy the beauocrates of the League and this season they have continued this momentum. This season it has been about the goals of Craig Parker and Sam Newson who have 48 league goals between them, nearly 60% of the team’s total for the season.
This route will be familiar to AFC Sudbury fans. They have won the Eastern Counties five years in a row before at last the powers that be deemed their ground could cope with an extra dozen or so fans. They also got to three consecutive FA Vase finals during their league domination, although they lost all three. This time last year they were floundering in the Southern League Midland division, travelling to places like Aylesbury, Rugby and Atherstone Town. A year down the line after moving into the Ryman League they have had a much better season again thanks to the goals of James David Baxter who has weighed in with 22 so far this season.
1-0 to Sudbury
The club has invested its money wisely in facilities. With a nice size bar, function rooms, its own air raid siren (more of that later), very good food and drink and signs for just about everything it was the perfect setting. And the game? Well we couldn’t complain.
AFC Sudbury raced into a two goal lead against the run of play. First Jack Wignall headed home through a crowd of players before a minute later James Baker did his reputation no harm with a fantastic header into the bottom corner and a superb run up field by Sudbury’s left back. Two nil at such an early stage was harsh but the Needham fans rallied their team and for the remainder of the half they tried any which way to break through the home defence.
2-1 - Game on!
After a quick refreshment top up (a £1 for a pie!!!), it was back into the action. Sudbury knew that anything but a win would end their season, whilst Needham had little to play for apart from Suffolk bragging rights. And what better way to rally your team than a good old fashion air raid siren. Dug out from a long lost cupboard in the ground and still sporting its “Property of the Home Office” sticker, it was being used in the second half to “wind up” the away fans. It didn’t work as Needham eventually found their feet and thanks to some bizarre refereeing found themselves back in the game when our friend in black awarded a controversial penalty to the visitors. Two – one and the away fans went into choruses of “Danny Last’s Red and White army” (well, that is if you believe Mr Last’s version anyway). And just as we saw in the first half Needham followed this one up with another less than sixty seconds later.
A Terrace Trannie from back in the day
With scores elsewhere filtering through on the terrace trannies (How times have changed – this now means something completely different), Sudbury knew that they needed to score a winner. But that goal didn’t come, and it was the away fans who celebrated the “moral” victory and left Sudbury heartbroken for another season.
The official crowd of 512 made it the joint highest in the division for the season (ironically with another home gate at Sudbury) and it was great to see so many families enjoying the game and facilities.
I am not going to mention events some 120 miles south of here. That is for another day and another post. For now it was back in the car and a trip back to the Capital of Cool (aka Copenhagen) for me.
We came, we saw, we ate a rather nice chicken burger with lettuce and we drank cider. That is all I am saying.
More pictures can be found here.