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.

Sunday, 21 May 2017

NON-LEAGUE FINALS DAY - WEMBLEY

The day is fine and the scene set for the double-header of FA Vase and FA Trophy finals. Arriving at eleven thirty by way of the train from Aylesbury, having stayed overnight near Dunstable, there is time for a quick circuit of the stadium. It is impressively monolithic with its high arch, bases now scuffed by the feet of those who see them as a challenge.

Still before noon, the inside of the vast bowl is mainly empty with the red seats and green grass gleaming in the sunshine. There are separate areas allocated for fans of the four teams involved, as well as a neutral zone for those just out for a day’s football, good value at £25 for the day. There is a single programme (at £5) which is reversible, opening from either end to showcase each game.

Kick offs are scheduled for twelve fifteen and four fifteen. Game on.


CLEETHORPES TOWN V SOUTH SHIELDS

FA Vase Final 

The first of the finals is the Vase, with Cleethorpes Town, winners of the Northern Counties East League taking on Northern League champions South Shields. By kick off the South Shields section of the ground is rapidly filling and extends into the third tier with a few fans up in the gods; the Cleethorpes section is also well-populated but takes up less space and so far only a few fans of the Trophy finalists have taken the opportunity of seeing the extra game.

South Shields must be favourites. Apart from their Northern League pedigree (the league has provided seven of the last eight winners) they have already won two local cup finals and their league win included a run of thirty-two consecutive victories. But Cleethorpes are not just here to make up the numbers; they are a club on the up with a move to a new ground in the offing.

We get the national anthem with the teams lined up, South Shields in maroon and light blue, Cleethorpes in dark blue and black stripes. Then the game gets under way.

South Shields settle in quickly and prompted by star man Arca in midfield push their opponents back in their own half. A header wide and a good move between Cogden and Stephenson doesn’t bode well for Cleethorpes, but they weather the storm and after twenty minutes their front man Robertson finds enough space to get a shot on target that keeper Connell saves. Soon the ball is back in the South Shields box, finding centre forward Cooper, but he can’t sort his feet out in time to do any damage.

Going the other way, Cogden continues to be busy harassing the Cleethorpes defence as well as darting hither and thither looking for space. He frees up a teammate on the left whose shot is blocked by keeper Higton, conceding a corner. Two more corners follow rapidly and from the third the ball comes out to Phillips who hits a rising shot over the bar. Phillips is having more of an impact when he carries the ball with speed and step-overs, often before crossing dangerously.

With half time approaching Cogden again runs at speed into the box and this time is brought down for a penalty; Finnigan steps up and calmly rolls the ball into the goal leaving the wrong-footed keeper sat down. It’s timely for South Shields whose dominance had lacked reward till then; and a disappointment for Cleethorpes whose plucky defending nearly got them to half time on level terms.

It is nearly a double whammy as there is still time for Cogden again to weave into the box and shoot powerfully. Higton does brilliantly to get a hand on the shot and deflect it onto the post, then bar; the ball rebounds to Cogden but his header goes wide of the other post.

The second half starts as the first did with South Shields in charge. A Foley shot is tipped over the bar and one from Cogden is saved. Again Cleethorpes survive and up front Cooper and Robertson make the best of scraps of possession. They almost get through on goal but a last ditch South Shields challenge deflects the attempt for a corner. From a later corner Connell fumbles a catch but his defenders clear before damage is done. It looks like one goal may not be enough, though several Cleethorpes players are exhibiting signs of cramp and fatigue.

South Shields redouble their attacking efforts with shots on target from Foley and, on as substitutes, Richardson and Briggs. With ten minutes left they win a free kick just outside the box and with most expecting a shot, Briggs instead curls an in-swinging cross to the far post where centre half Morse rises to head firmly goal-wards. Although Higton gets something on the close-range effort he cannot prevent the ball entering the net.

Cleethorpes visibly sag as hope evaporates; in contrast Shields get a boost. With full time minutes away Richardson slides a through ball to Foley; he’s forty yards from goal but runs confidently up to the keeper before slotting the ball home for the third goal. Barely a minute later Foley again has the ball at his feet and this time cuts inside and unleashes an unstoppable drive into the corner of the net for a fourth.

The referee stops the contest after a couple of added minutes. The two late goals have put a gloss on South Shields’ win, which nevertheless was well earned. The four nil score line is harsh on Cleethorpes, though their keeper had been worked hard throughout.

After much milling about the teams wearily climb the steps up to the royal box to receive medals and in South Shields’ case the Vase itself, which they show at length to their joyous fans.


MACCLESFIELD TOWN V YORK CITY

FA Trophy Final 

After the Vase, and an hour and a half in the ‘fan zone’ where food, drink and Premiership football on big TVs help to pass the time, it is time for the Trophy. Most of the South Shields and Cleethorpes fans have departed, their absence more than compensated by the arrival of the followers of the better supported National League teams. Another national anthem is sung as Macclesfield Town in blue and York City in red line up; then they shake hands and get down to business.

Macclesfield show early composure and Holroyd puts a header wide before York respond with an attack down the left. A cross comes in and veteran centre forward Parkin’s deft glancing header is sufficient to beat the keeper and find the net for a seventh minute lead.

Macclesfield respond with vigour. A low corner is met by James but the shot is saved; another corner minutes later finds its way to Browne who drills a shot through the keeper’s legs to equalise the score, the lead having lasted just five minutes. The Silkmen don’t rest on their laurels but continue to press. Holroyd finds space in the box but hooks his shot too high.

York have less possession but their front men’s pace seems to pose problems for the Macclesfield defence. On twenty minutes a Newton diagonal cross from the left eludes all except Oliver, who has used his speed to reach the ball and at full stretch squeezes it over the line despite the keeper’s efforts.

Once more Macclesfield shrug off the setback and go about their patient game. On the half hour Whitaker has a shot tipped over the bar then five minutes later a mazy run from Browne across the six yard line opens up the goal for him, but he skews his shot high and wide. Well into the added two minutes Norburn advances with the ball a good thirty five yards out and hammers a screaming shot that enter the net above the keeper’s head before the custodian can even react.

We are back level at the end of a first half that has flown by.

The first chance of the second half comes when a Macclesfield clearance hits Oliver and bounces just wide of the goal. Macclesfield’s efforts are more intentional with the ever dangerous Browne and Whitaker both having shots, one saved and one just wide. York respond with a swivel and shot from Parkin.

With twenty minutes left Macclesfield’s James has a volley on target that beats the keeper but is headed off the line by a defender. The countdown to extra time has reached to ten minutes when, for York, Parkin battles through a couple of tackles. His shot is blocked by defenders but the ball balloons up and is on its way into goal when substitute Connolly makes sure it gets there by volleying home from inches.

York stay admirably composed and play on the front foot for the remaining minutes, even coming close to scoring when Parkin’s late deft lob lands on the roof of the net. Macclesfield fail to find a third equaliser and it is the York fans who celebrate the win when full time is blown; those of us wanting to get home before midnight celebrate that there is no need for extra time.