Introduction


Welcome to the blog that records a personal journey through the football season from a North East perspective.

For 2017-18 A Good Cup Run will not restrict itself to cup games. Although priority will be given to Cup, Vase and Trophy ties, some more workaday matches from the Northern League, the Northern Premier League, and the National League North may be covered.

Monday, 19 November 2012

FA Vase Second Round – 17 November 2012


SPENNYMOOR TOWN V NEWCASTLE BENFIED

It’s sunny but cool after overnight rain for this all Northern League tie. Brewery Field shows some improvement since the cup run’s last visit in September 2011, with a freshly tarmacked elevated area opposite the main stand. But Dire Straits still welcome the teams onto the field, Spennymoor in their magpie stripes and Benfield in blue & white hoops a la QPR.

There is also still the slope, with the goal line at one end level with the bar at the other. Benfield have chosen to play uphill in the first half, and are soon on the defensive as Spennymoor probe with Capper, Graydon and Phillips forming neat triangles down the left. Benfield slowly find their feet with midfielder Deverdics showing nice touches and winger Norris having fullback-worrying pace.

A Benfield attack breaks down and Spennymoor counter with left winger Phillips. He beats full back Gillespie and unleashes a fierce shot that thuds into goal keeper Grainger’s chest and then out for a corner. That corner leads to a second and a driven shot well tipped over by Grainger.

The pressure from Spennymoor is relentless; and when Cogden tries to manoeuvre into space in the Benfield box, he is upended by centre half Leighton. Despite the latter’s protestations it’s a clear penalty and Cogden steps up and slots it high to the top right corner of the net to give Spennymoor a deserved 1-0 lead.

Three minutes later Cogden is in action again with a shot from distance. Grainger saves well but as the ball drops free a Spennymoor player is bundled over and another penalty is the referee’s verdict. Cogden is again on duty but this time the elevation is too much and the penalty kick hits the roof of the stand.

Benfield gain encouragement and hold their own for a while, but when one of their attacks breaks down Phillips races forward for Spennymoor and crosses deep from the left. At the far post Leighton inexplicably waves an arm at the ball, makes contact and so concedes his second and the team’s third penalty of the half. This time Cogden aims bottom left and succeeds in making it 2-0.

As half time approaches Norris speeds clear for Benfield and sweeps the ball into centre forward Young’s path. But he is denied a shot by good covering and although he eventually wins a free kick, it leads to nothing as Deverdic’s shot is blocked by the defensive wall.

So by half time the Spennymoor keeper Dean remains untroubled by a shot on target. Benfield players show some individual skill but there is a lack of combination; Spennymoor on the other hand are very sharp and purposeful in all they do.

The sun is well down for the start of the second half and the temperature is dropping fast in the clear floodlit air. A cup of Bovril is called for, and to minimise the danger of it being hit by the ball I head for the safest spot in the ground – behind the Spennymoor goal – for a new perspective on the game.

Though now playing up the 10 foot slope, the trend continues to be Spennymoor pressure and Grainger is soon called on to make saves. However Norris remains a dangerous outlet for Benfield and twice he streaks away down the left; firstly shooting spectacularly high and wide, but then crossing low across the six yard box without a teammate able to apply a finish.

The action reverts to the other end and Grainger dashes out of his area to challenge for a through ball, which then bobbles to Spennymoor winger Walton. Thirty-five yards out he lofts the ball into the empty net, emulating Ibrahamavic’s fourth for Sweden, apart from the fact he is neither facing the wrong way nor four feet in the air when he makes contact. But it still good enough for a 3-0 lead.

Benfield, to their credit, continue to apply themselves and soon gain a corner. From the aerial challenges the ball eventually falls to Leighton, temporarily upfield to add height to the set play. His first swing of the boot is almost an air shot, but he quickly regroups his feet and makes good contact with a second attempt, creating a satisfying bulge in the home net. At 1-3 is a comeback on?

It only takes a couple of minutes to get an answer. A Spennymoor through ball again has Grainger racing from his line, but this time Walton gets there first and pushes it past the keeper, who then obligingly knocks him over. It is penalty number four and Cogden expands his repertoire with a low shot to the right this time to restore the three goal margin at 4-1.

With twenty minutes to go it’s all but over. Spennymoor continue to strut their stuff and Cogden, striving to embellish his penalty hat trick with a proper goal, hits the post from 20 yards; the rebound is knocked in but is ruled offside. He is then withdrawn for Richardson who, as added time is announced, finishes off the scoring by sweeping in the fifth goal from a fine cross by full back Groves.

Five one doesn’t flatter Spennymoor who look strong in all departments. This performance will do little to shake the bookies’ confidence in them as FA Vase favourites. As the programme points out, this may be their last season in this competition, as another successful defence of their Northern League title may mean accepting promotion to the Northern Premier and future cup runs being in the Trophy rather than the Vase.

But that is for the future (and Darlington 1883 may put a spoke in that wheel); for now Wembley remains in sight and no team will want to play them in round three.

Monday, 5 November 2012

FA Cup First Round - 3 November 2012


YORK CITY V AFC WIMBLEDON

League 2 teams enter the FA Cup at this round and two of them meet here at Bootham Crescent. York regained Football League status this season after eight in the conference; AFC Wimbledon attained it last season capping an impressive rise from their Southern League re-formation in 2002 in the wake of the Milton Keynes hi-jack of the original club.

After a half term week of wind and rain today is cool but bright in York and the pitch looks freshly mown and perfect. The ground is covered on three sides with seating down the touchlines. Standing behind the goal with the home fans, leaning on a crush barrier, it’s just like the old days. The £16 entry and £3 programme are more like the new days.

York’s colourful strip is a red shirt with white sleeves and blue shorts; Wimbledon’s yellow shirt has a South American style sky blue diagonal. York appear to have won the toss, as Wimbledon kick off with their keeper peering into the setting but still bright sun.

York start well and force a couple of early corners which, recognising the height advantage of the Wimbledon defenders, are dinked effectively into the near post. Wimbledon respond with good work down the right with Jolley catching the eye with some trickery. But it is York who have most of the ball and exert most of the pressure, forcing back passes and harrying Wimbledon keeper Brown into hurried and often sliced clearances.

About twenty minutes in, the York pressure crystallises into a firm shot from Smith which is deflected over the and, from the resulting cleared corner, a curled effort from Kearns that comes back off the crossbar. Later, a good run from Chambers is foiled by a last ditch tackle.

As the half nears its conclusion York’s high energy game is flagging, but two further corners give the home fans hope before a quick Wimbledon break produces a fierce shot on target. York keeper Ingham parries and the ball runs dangerously loose before a defender hoofs it over the stand.

So it’s nil-nil at half time. York have looked the more likely to score; their small but nippy forwards have stretched the big defenders on the ground, but have not got past them. Wimbledon’s best attacking has been from the right, but it has been sporadic and it is them that will be happiest with half time equity.

One winner at half time is announced: Yorkie the Lion has won the mascot race run at Doncaster (whether the football ground or the racecourse is unclear, but probably not over the fences) held in support of Prostate Cancer UK. He takes a bow.

York are out very early for the second half, but make a poor start that ends with a nervy back pass and a rushed clearance out of the ground from Ingham. He is soon exposed again as Wimbledon half time substitute, centre forward Harrison, has a run on goal ended by a well-timed tackle. York’s response results in a few corners but it is Wimbledon who have the better efforts on goal. Left back Cummings thumps a shot just over from 30 yards, and then Midson drifts inside from the left but screws a good shooting chance wide of the near post. Harrison continues to make an impact, but his inviting cross along the six yard line finds no team mates.

York are second best now and manager Gary Mills makes a change, well received by the home fans, bringing on Reed for McLaughlin up front. It signals a good spell from York. Centre forward Walker finally wriggles free to cut in and send a right foot shot narrowly over. Then a poor clearance from Brown is seized upon by Kerr who plays Walker through, allowing him to draw the keeper and square the ball to Reed to tap in for a 1-0 home lead.

York don’t sit back but go for the second goal. A shot from distance is uncomfortably shuffled away by Brown; a wicked cross is headed behind by a defender, and from the corner a header goes wide. A rare break by Wimbledon sees Harrison one on one with the back-pedalling Smith, who just manages to nick the ball off him.

It is lively, end to end stuff now and Wimbledon make their final substitutions with Strutton and Osano coming on with 15 minutes to go. But Brown continues to be the busier keeper saving a cross shot then blocking the follow up effort at the near post.

Wimbledon do get upfied and are awarded a free kick just outside the York penalty area. Number 9 Harrison has first dibs on the kick but only chips it tamely over the wall into Ingham’s chest. When another clumsy York challenge gives a second opportunity from the same spot, Harrison is shooed away and substitute Strutton has a go. This one is hit fiercer and pin balls off the edge of the wall and the inside of the post before rolling over the line, behind the bemused Ingham, for the equaliser.

York are stung into action and try to regain the lead. Walker’s dipping free kick from the edge of the box goes over, as does a shot from Reed. When yet another near post corner is flicked on and headed firmly towards the gaping net the crowd rise in anticipation only to gasp in disbelief as Brown somehow flies across his goal and palms it away.

Four minutes added time brings frantic attempts from both teams to break the deadlock, including a 40 yard effort from Harrison for Wimbledon and a York header that goes just wide. But there is no decider and a replay a week on Tuesday will determine who goes through to round two.

All but 285 of the 2,752 crowd leave a little disappointed that York were unable to make home advantage and better league position tell on the day. These teams meet again in the league next Saturday, so the tie may be decided eventually by attrition rather than inspiration.