Showing posts with label South Shields. Show all posts
Showing posts with label South Shields. Show all posts

Wednesday, 15 March 2023

South Shields 1-2 FC United of Manchester, Tuesday 14th March 2023

South Shields 1-2 FC United of Manchester, Northern Premier League, 1st Cloud Arena (Mariners Park), att. 2,519 (c.80 away)
We’re heading into the home straight and tonite is probably my last chance this season of visiting Northern Premier League champions-elect South Shields. It’s their last scheduled midweek fixture and I’m booked up for the rest of the season for the weekends. But I’m not here to tick a ground off – I love a visit to Mariners Park, one of the best football experiences in the north-east.

There’s the ground, which under normal circumstances you have free rein to circumnavigate inside. A new stand towers over the ground the length of the southern touchline. It may only possess 5 rows of seating, but there’s exec boxes at the back and a large drop to the standing below, so views are exceptional. Mind, it costs an extra 2 quid these days to sit up there and I notice it’s not as busy as when it first opened and there was a flat-rate for entry.

Behind the eastern end a factory looms over a 2 step terrace with roof. To say it’s cosy here is an understatement, and with sub-zero temperatures, I snuggle in here second half. I am surprised there’s as much room as there is, especially now I’ve seen the official attendance. I’d say there were closer to 1,500 there….maybe many ticketholders gave it a miss (having already bought their tickets for the original fixture). There were certainly gaps to be had by the perimeter, something I’ve not seen at Shields before. Plus, a bloke was offering 2 tickets going spare pre-match, free to anyone who wants them.

The opposite end is maybe half a dozen steps, but it’s set back a couple of yards from the perimeter, which annoys me. The home ultras and their drum stand here, behind the goal. And while the drum bangs, the 100 or so youngsters (I don’t see anybody over 18) do get behind their team. This evening, the main bulk of the FC United contingent stand 15 yards to their right, and they too make some noise. When passing them, I made out some anti-Liverpool song, as befits their earlier incarnation as Manchester United fans. Perhaps they still are?

Then there’s the 4th side, where it all happens. There’s a small stand on the halfway line, with a paddock and press box. A large marquee sits to one side, eager to serve those thirsty fans. The other side of the stand has the retractable tunnel and then 3 steps with cover, a structure which wouldn’t look out of place in my back garden. Again, set back from the perimeter fence, views are poor from here. Adjacent is the social club, which, due to the marquee, due to the can bar on this side, due to the large bar under the new stand….isn’t as busy as you’d expect. Yet it’s fabulous. I’m a sucker for a carpet and Sky Sports on the big screens. Plus you get the largest range of beer here (in my case, Beavertown Neck Oil). Why settle for Birra Moretti elsewhere when you can have Neck Oil here? Service is fast and I even get a seat. On telly it’s Boro v Stoke in the Championship, none of that there Champions League nonsense (we could have been viewing Man City 7 (seven) RB Leipzig 0 (nil)). Oh, and parking is easy in the industrial estate next door, and the newly re-opened Metro station (Bede) is a couple of hundred metres walk away. Trains intermittently fly past, providing an additional view for 3 sides of the ground.

I venture out of the warm in time to see the players come out. My first half perch would be by the perimeter fence. Behind me, high above, are the ‘Balcony Squad’ (I know they are the ‘Balcony Squad’ because they have a flag wot tells me). I envy their view, on a balcony above the social club. Maybe one day I’ll pick up the courage to sneak up the stairs inside the social club to join them. It must be some view.

Unfortunately, following the coin toss, the teams swap ends, meaning South Shields are kicking to the far end. Expecting a home victory, I consider moving, but retain my place long enough to see the Mariners go ahead, a header following a short corner. There are but 5 minutes on the clock. However, it’s a pretty even opening half, and United get their reward just after half-time. Shields lose the ball on the edge of the box and the keeper appears to misjudge the shot, as it sails into the far corner. It’s game on, with both sides demonstrating pace, physicality and skill. Understandable perhaps with both sides full of ex English and Scottish league players.

I’m behind the United goal as their keeper pulls off a couple of ‘worldies’. Indeed, a home fan threatens to p*** in his water bottle (as a Guiseley fan did the other week, same division). He’s joking, and the keeper takes it in good spirit, placating fans with ‘you’re going up anyway’. But these saves are key. The hosts never reach the fluidity of the first half and rarely look like scoring and it’s no surprise when United pinch it with a near post header from a corner. Radcliffe Borough have also won tonite to go second. The gap is down to a mere 10 points, with 7 games to play. But as the United keeper said ….

The Damage:
£12 ent
£3 programme
£4.20 Beavertown Neck Oil
= £19.20

The Tunes:
BBC5Live

Friday, 18 November 2022

South Shields 0-2 Forest Green Rovers, Saturday 5th November 2022

South Shields 0-2 Forest Green Rovers, FA Cup 1st Round, 1st Cloud Arena (Mariner Park), att. 3,800 (c.150 away)
Cup fever has reached Mariner Park today as South Shields, in the 7th tier Northern Premier League, host Forest Green Rovers of 3rd tier League 1. Having beaten Scunthorpe in the last round, Shields have the chance of a bigger scalp and their professional status gives them every chance. I expect a close game.

The BBC are here too, the cameras forcing a midday kick-off. (The early kick-off will allow me chance to go on to Gateshead, for an FA Cup double header.) Ooh, look, there’s One Show presenter Alex Scott and that bloke from MOTD2, with the FA Cup. Wotshisname? Beard, dreads, big guy, centre half for Swansea…then Everton…isn’t he Welsh? Ashley Williams! I get there in the end. They’re on the pitch, chatting on to camera, near the clubhouse.

Should I have a beer? It’s a bit early for me (but too late for a programme). Let’s find a pew. There’s terracing on all 4 sides of the pitch for the home fans. On this side, the clubhouse side, the only terracing is a paddock in front of the old main stand. A good view, were it not for the roof supports. The yoof, meantime, populate behind the far goal, next to the away fans. Looks a bit packed, and, besides, the few steps of terrace don’t start for a couple of yards, meaning another poor view. I walk back behind the other goal, a couple of steps, but again, set back. I could stand here, behind those pinned to the fence, but I gamble.

The 4th side is a smart new stand housing exec facilities (hinting at Shields’ ambition, rather than their present level). It’s height and steepness offer great views of the pitch. Maybe I should have bought a seating ticket? Below, there’s no terracing, just a low fence and 2 yards to the touchline (if that). I head towards the away end and find a gap, big enough for one, next to a family….dad, grandma (least, I think it’s grandma) and 3 kids. What with half time burgers, I calculate this to be a £70+ day out, minimum. Wow. (I should point out, it’s cost me 60; I inadvertently bought 2 tickets online….let’s just say I had to go through the process twice and didn’t realise it’d counted my earlier ticket in the ‘basket’. And despite an email to Shields to sort out a refund, we kept missing each other. Still, they’ve a squad of professional footballers to pay…)

Parked near the away fans allowed me to listen to the ‘bantz’ between the 2 sets of fans behind the goal. ‘You’ve only come to see the Rovers’ (fair enough) segued nicely into ‘We hate Cheltenham and we hate Cheltenham’, which I’ve never heard any set of fans sing, ever. Maybe punters losing their bets at the nags, but not football. Who can hate Cheltenham? What have they ever done (apart from being down the road from Forest Green Nailsworth.) There were plenty of smiles around me for ‘Geordie Shore is s***’, probably from the same people as me who wouldn’t dream of watching such a programme. Shields’ response (amongst others) was ‘Football League, you’re having a laugh’ and some jibes about the club’s vegan stance, during quieter moments from the away end.

Still, Rovers’ support made more noise than the previous week when I’d seen them at Barnsley. I wonder if it was the same 150 who turned up both games? Either way, I wasn’t dismissing Shields’ chances. Forest Green are the worst League One team I’ve seen this season (and I’ve seen 12). Currently 2nd off bottom, they look certs to go down. Shields meantime, victims of their own success in the FA Cup, will find themselves 9th after today but with the games in hand to go top. Full-time professionalism demands they win promotion this season (as it did for the previous 2 seasons).

However, Forest Green took control in the first half and could have been 3 or 4 up. That it was one was probably due to the saves of Shields’ keeper. Former Premiership Young Gun Conor Wickham headed home easily from a devilish ball in. Second half, Forest Green had to dig in a little more, but again, chances were at a premium for the home side. Blair Adams threatened, bursting through on the left, only to drag his shot onto the near post.

With time running out and no sign of an equaliser, I headed toward the exit. Gateshead might be close (5 miles), but who knows how long it’ll take to get out of the Simonside industrial estate which surrounds the ground? On a hunch, on the way out, I climbed the main stand steps to get one last glimpse of the action. I couldn’t have timed it better, as I saw a Rover (Conor Wickham) hit a ball from nigh on the halfway line. The keeper tracked back, but I was in line with the trajectory. If the aim was right, it’s a goal. It was. If class is permanent, this is it. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a goal from the halfway line ‘live’ before. Thank goodness I stopped. The final whistle blew and I was out of there. Gateshead International Stadium, here I come!

The Damage:
£30 ent (I bought 2 tickets by mistake and between the club and I – both culpable – I never did get a refund)
= £30

The Tunes:

For Lack of a Better Name (Deadmaus)
BBC5Live (Fighting Talk)

Sunday, 16 October 2022

South Shields 1-0 Scunthorpe United, Saturday 15th October 2022

South Shields 1-0 Scunthorpe United, FA Cup 4th Qualifying Round, 1st Cloud Arena (Mariner Park), att. 2,353 (425 away)
South Shields 1-0 Scunthorpe United, FA Cup 4th Qualifying Round, 1st Cloud Arena (Mariner Park), att. 2,353 (425 away) It’s the final qualifying round of the FA Cup and here in the north-east there’s a choice of two; Blyth Spartans v Wrexham (the romantic choice, a repeat of their 77/78 5th round tie) or South Shields v Scunny, a repeat of their 1971 1st round clash. Having given it much thought, I plumped for Shields. I couldn’t face crossing the Tyne given the awfulness of the A1 roadworks from the Bowes Incline onwards. Not with a trip to Newcastle due the next day. Spartans could wait. Besides, at the 1st Cloud Arena (AKA Mariner Park), the shock was on, as the 7th tier hosts were up against a 5th tier Scunthorpe bereft of optimism, as relegation from the Football League has been followed by National League struggle, 2nd off bottom.

Mind, Shields are no mugs. Full-time professionals, they even include a player (Conor Newton) who once scored the winner in a Scottish League Cup Final – in 2013, for St. Mirren. OK, a long time ago, but still. Up front today is Dylan Mottley-Henry, a former player with my team, Barnsley (Games: 1). At the age of 25, he’s hanging on to his ‘professional footballer’ status. Or is he still finding his level? I’m disappointed that Scunny don’t include former Reds legend Jacob Butterfield, a delightful midfielder capable of scoring from distance with his trusty left foot….well, at least until Dirty Leeds’ Michael Brown broke him with one of his typical challenges. It’s been a painful 11 years since, watching his career slide. Coulda been a contender.

I park up in the adjacent Simonside industrial estate and enter via a QR code on my phone, a novelty for a non-league team. Whatthehell does ‘QR’ stand for? I’ve no idea. The home turnstiles are in one corner, inbetween the new stand and a tiny covered terrace of a couple of steps. Through the latter, smartly attired on the back wall with Shields’ flags, I head towards the clubhouse. The best thing about non-league is the ability to drink alcohol within view of the pitch and the best thing about Sjhields is the sheer varierty of bevvies available. I plump for a Beavertown Neck Oil, down it on the terrace, but when I go back for another one, word has got out; this isn’t allowed today, it’s the FA Cup. Any more alcoholic beverages will have to be consumed within the clubhouse.

I then debate where to view the game. The paddock in front of the old main stand looks ideal. However, the roof support is right in my vision, so, despite seeing the mascot, Sandy (folk from South Shields are known as ‘sand dancers’), I retreat to the area in front of the main stand, by the pitchside fence. It’s from here Shields take the lead, early from a corner. The ball is clicked on to the backpost where Mottley-Henry (who else?) heads into an empty net.

Half-time and I use the movement of the crowd to head towards the far end, next to the Scunny fans. That way I’d be able to hear the ‘bantz’ between them and the vocal home support behind the goal. Alas, any banter is one-way, as the Scunny lot have the grizzled look of Vietnam war veterans. Perhaps they will wake up screaming in the middle of the night, PTSD from watching their side plummet from Championship in 2011 to getting beaten by Northern Premier League upstarts now. Come to think, I bet Butterfield played against them that season.

Scunny apply more pressure this second half, but never really look like scoring. I’m most amused / irritated by the booking of the home goalkeeper for timewasting on 65 minutes. The next time he gathers the ball, he holds it for 11 seconds. When will referees ‘grow a pair’, or, at the very least, uphold the laws of the game? Shields see the game out comfortably before I head to the toilet in time to see part of the (brand new) door frame fall off and hit an old bloke on the head. Thankfully, he’s alright, but I’ll take it as a metaphor for Scunthorpe’s present predicament.

The Damage:
£12 ent
£3 programme
£4.20 Beavertown Neck Oil (pint)
£2.20 Beavertown Neck Oil (half)
= £21.40

The Tunes:
BBC5 Live
BBC Radio Newcastle
Wet Leg (Wet Leg)
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