During the summer months my licence to roam to watch football carries a few endorsements. I have to factor in “family time” around any games I want to get to, and my wanderlust desire is relatively muted – after all who really wants to drive 5 hours to Bangor City on a Thursday night just to watch some football (that’s what I told myself after I lost a coin toss a few weeks ago). Last weekend, with the sun shining brightly I suggested a trip to the Outlet Shopping Centre at Hatfield whilst I went to watch Stevenage v West Ham United, and next weekend there is the small matter of tickets to see the “is she/isn’t she up the duff” Pandas at Edinburgh Zoo whilst I go to watch Hearts v Annan Athletic. This weekend it was all about a trip to Hastings.
Despite being the birthplace of Erasure’s Andy Bell, everybody’s favourite comedian Jo Brand and Neil Ruddock (now listed on Wikipedia simply as “bankrupt”) it did give the world the genius talents of Alan Turing, Spike Milligan and Suggs. Oh, and Anna McNeill Whistler, better known as Whistler’s Mum for all you Mr Bean fans out there. It also has a pier, arcades, fish and chip shops and some amusements that look more dangerous than they really are, especially as a parent AND that they appear to be the same ones, with the same operators from when I came here as a child back in the 1980’s. Oh, and a football team who coincidently happened to be playing Lewes on the very day I suggested a Fuller Family day out. Funny that.
Alas, the mother of all storms on Friday night had driven the littlest Fullers under their beds, still not emerging by breakfast time on Saturday and the BBC weather forecast clearly said rain from 12pm to 5pm. Perfect football weather. So the family fun day was off (boo), but I was still able to go (yah!). It was still only a friendly, and we had lost our previous two, including one last week to Sussex County League side Hassocks. We all know it is all about the performance not the result at this stage of the season…unless you win of course, when it is vice-versa.
Hastings United’s The Pilot Field is a cracking old ground. Once upon a time it hosted Speedway and Greyhound racing (not at the same time of course as that would be silly) and you can still see remnants of the track today. You can also see the overgrown old grandstand on the upper pitch, once the home of Rock-a-Nore FC on the walk down Elphinstone Road. Today, with its cavernous grandstand and tall covered terrace it is showing its age. Three years ago Hastings United reached the Third Round of the FA Cup, losing to Middlesborough, although there appears to be little in the way of a legacy of that brilliant cup run (and the significant prize money) apart from a half and half scarf above the bar.
Whilst the two clubs are both in East Sussex, there is little in the way of animosity between them. Both seem to enjoy the challenge of beating Eastbourne Borough, sitting almost equidistant between the two towns. Of course I say this with the fact that Hastings have had the better of the most recent games against the Rooks despite our different league fortunes.
Of course when we finally arrived in Hastings, after a tortuous 3 hour detour to avoid the bane of modern motoring, the over turned caravan, the sun was shining. The BBC weather app was still telling me that right now I should be cooling off in a heavy shower, rather than standing on the veranda (such a colonial word), enjoying a cold pint of MasterBrew as the teams emerged. Modern technology can tell us who scored the opening goal in the game between Tammeka v Paide in the Estonian Meistriliiga within seconds of the ball hitting the net (Nigerian-born Jasper Uwaegbulam as you asked) yet ask it to report what is going on above us in the sky and it is rarely right.
Hastings United 2 Lewes 1 – The Pilot Field – Saturday 19th July 2014
Most games will throw up one main talking point, with both sets of fans arguing the toss for hours. Whilst this game was only a pre-season friendly, it was a game of football and thus was played under the rules that the FA set out. So I do not buy the “it’s only a pre-season game” when controversial issues are discussed. In normal circumstances, and by that I mean in any other game refereed according to the laws of the game, Hastings would have gone in at half-time down to ten, possibly nine men. That’s taking nothing away from the result – Hastings’took advantage of two pieces of calamity defending to win the game – but without their first choice keeper for over an hour, the result may have been different.
The first incident happened when new signing Elliott Romain chased what appeared to be a lost ball over the top but got in front of the defender and knocked it past the on-rushing Hastings keeper, who simply brought the Lewes forward down. Clear penalty, clear professional foul yet the referee didn’t even produce a card. Jack Dixon stepped up, and put the ball in his favoured corner. 1-0.
A few minutes later and veteran Sean Ray appeared to strike Romain in the face with his arm. The Lewes forward didn’t make a big deal of it, although the referee decided to take the Lewes player to one side to have a chat. A few minutes later the referee sided up to Ray and said something…no guesses what it was.
Hastings equalised just before the break when a corner was dropped under pressure by Rikki Banks and the ball was finally bundled home by Sawyer. Even-stevens although the Lewes bench were clearly unhappy with the lack of action about the two incidents. In normal instances we would have all gone down the opposite end for the second half, but our viewing position was more than adequate in the sunshine and close to the bar. What else could you want in Non-League football?
If they weren’t bad enough then the Hastings keeper decided to try his luck again, this time flattening Romain outside the box when he was clear on goal. This time the referee pulled out a yellow card. What’s the point in that? If he gave nothing for either incident in first half, why caution the player in the second? He was never going to send him off in the game so it simply because a gesture that had no meaning.
With fifteen minutes to go Hastings once again capitalised on indecision and inability to clear the ball in the area and substitute Bankole had a simple job of turning the ball in. The result gave the home side some local pride, although it counts for very little once the season gets underway. Overall, a very pleasant afternoon on the Sussex coast. It may not have been hotter than the Mediterranean but we did feel the pain in Spain…..*
*The referee, David Spain, isn’t that well liked in Lewes due to a number of refereeing performances in seasons gone by…let’s just leave it there.