Yeovil v Scunthorpe United

Saturday, November 25, 2006

Football League One

Yeovil0 (0)Scunthorpe United2 (1)

Sharp 7, 62

Yeovil :
Mildenhall, Lynch, Forbes, Cranie, Jones (Gray 83), Brittain, Terry, Barry (Best 46), Cohen, Davies (Morris 67), Stewart
Subs not used:
Kalala, Thomas

Scunthorpe United :
Murphy, Byrne, Crosby, Foster, Hinds, Taylor, Goodwin (Mulligan 89), Baraclough, Sparrow, Sharp (Torpey 88), Keogh
Subs not used:
Lillis, Butler, Foy


by Matt Gray at Huish Park

AN assured performance, still no goals conceded under Nige (who needs Mourinho indeed) and a comfortable away win at fortress Huish Park, what more could we have asked for?

Well, for five London-bound Iron fans, a comfortable and assured rail journey home would have been very nice, thank you very much. Alas, South Western trains could provide no such luxury and seven hours after the final whistle, these bedraggled souls eventually arrived home.

Anyway, let us not detract from the manner of the Scunny win. Right from the off, United took the game to their hosts, kept the ball well, chased everything, hell, even Torpey ran around like a loon for the three minutes he was on the pitch (scoring rate of one goal in every three games as an Iron player, according to the programme – can this be true?).

Okay, so both of Sharp’s goals were a scramble and possibly a bit fortuitous, but no-one in the ground could have argued we didn’t deserve the win.

The first goal came from an inswinging Baraclough corner. Richard Hinds – playing at left-back in place of the injured Williams – rose well to head on and Sharp somehow bundled it home from close range, through the legs of a defender and ‘keeper Mildenhall.

The second, Sharp’s 16th this season, came from a break away attack by Keogh who found Taylor out on the right. Cleveland fired a low cross into the area, where Sharp pounced to ensure the three points and a very happy journey home. At least that’s what should have happened…

After post-match beerage in a pub next to the station, our intrepid five caught the local service from Yeovil to Westbury with plenty of time to spare. However, our confident opening would disastrously collapse (ring any bells, cricket fans?) upon learning our connection from Westbury to London was cancelled. No reasons, no information, just cancelled.

No matter, an additional service would run at 8.05 we were confidently told, so, off to the nearest boozer we toddled and into our ultimate downfall.

A comfy pub, good ale, good music and nice food are a dangerous mix when a train is to be caught and so it proved as the 8.05 was missed in favour of the regular 8.43 service. Little did we know the 8.43 ghost train was off haunting other tracks, much to the confusion of customer ‘service’ in Westbury station.

A night in the wilderness was on the cards, until a service to Reading popped up to ensure a grandstand finish. Would we catch the connecting service to Paddington? Would Andy Skeels be at Waterloo in time for his last train? It was all to play for…

I’d like to spin this yarn further, tell you further tales of missed chances and last minute saviours, but I can’t, there weren’t any, we all got home.

However, for my debut trip out with SULSESC, it was certainly a memorable one and people say you always remember your first time. Not sure about your first hand of Black Maria though…