2008-09 Season Compendious

An eventful season, one of both joy and despair, but overall one I’ve enjoyed immensely
I managed to get to 83 matches this season, half of those at new grounds. As I mentioned in this article last season, that not many compared to some, but I’ll be happy enough to continue with that sort of matches/grounds ratio every season until I go to that great football stadium in the sky, or hang up the woolen scarf, put away the notebook and camera for good.

As I had expected, although it was hard to comprehend when it was finally confirmed; Newcastle United FC have been relegated. (cue large cheer and schoolboy giggle from the majority of your readers…Eddy) There’s been much talk in the media about where the blame lies and I’ve heard tales from close sources about what’s been going on behind the scenes, stuff which I obviously can’t relate on here for legal reasons.
I had originally wrote a long piece about my feelings on the state of NUFC, but I’ve pulled the plug on it and decided not to post it within this years review. I feel my thought on the subject are best suited for a different publication and not drag down this blog with a depressing “man on the window ledge” rant.
However what I’ll briefly say is I feel the blame not only lies with the club hierarchy, but also long term with the clubs supporters, not all mind; just some…well not me anyway! If the Toon Army truly think things are really bad now, then all I can say is - “You’ve seen nowt yet!”
I’ll leave the final word on this subject with a video from our supporters’ branch on mainland Europe. It’s a savage but honest assessment and I warn you it’s not to be viewed by young’uns eyes.

The very last sentence says it all for me and is the moment before everything spoilt again.

And now the good news, it hasn’t been all football doom and gloom on Tyneside; Gateshead Football Club are back in the Conference after an 11 year absence. During that time away the club dropped two divisions and almost went out of business, but back-to-back promotions will see the Heed return to the top of the Non-League pyramid.
If I’m honest I didn’t think we were going to go up, even though Gateshead were in the top two from the turn of the new year. It’s not that I questioned the teams credentials, we continued from where we left off the previous season, playing great football and scoring lots of goals, it’s just I couldn’t imagine Gateshead playing in the Conference in 2009-10. It’s all seemed too good to be true, so maybe my negativity with NUFC spread to my love of GFC, my football psyche telling me it’s all going to go wrong.
You may have read how the promotion race progressed as I had some brilliant away trips visiting some of the grounds in the Conference North. Tamworth piped us to the title and so for the second successive season it was left to the do or die of the play-offs. Southport were comfortably despatched over the two legged semi-finals which set up the final against AFC Telford United at the International Stadium.

(Picture courtesy of Petty Officer Percival)
A crowd of over 4200, including over 1000 from Shropshire witnessed a tense game played in an electric atmosphere. A game of very few chances was settled by a Wayne Phillips goal eight minutes from time, which signaled wild celebrations from the Heed Army and Champaign flowing after the full time whistle.
The fact promotion was achieved took a few days to sink in. I spoke to a few people who attended the game who never go to the Stadium, all in agreement that they enjoyed the occasion and will be returning next season. The club has a reputation for not having a big support but attendances have continued to rise over the last few seasons, this as well as acquiring some of the disillusioned Toon support means things are looking up both on and off the pitch.

I didn’t have any plans concerning bagging new grounds for this season. It‘s basically been if I’m in any particular vicinity I’ll try my best to get to a game. As the season progressed I decided to try and make headway with my missing League grounds, a list which never seems to go down over the years and remain at the 50-60 mark, due to clubs getting relegated or moving elsewhere.
Again I enjoyed meeting up with some of the 100FGC squad during the season, I’ve made some great friends who I’ll hopefully catch up with again, as well as some of the rest of the squad next season. (As long as they buy you a pint! …Eddy)
Until then
Cheers!
Thee Shaun Smith (venerable journalist and webmaster and not him off ‘Britain’s Got Talent‘)

Campeones Sin Corona...

Cartoon: César Orona

"El futbol mexicano tiene un no se que,
que que se yo..."
Sergio Cortinas

Es inverosímil, desfachatado, incongruente, e ironico en ocasiones, obviamente, patético en muchas otras, pero si hay algo que agradecerle a la liguilla mexicana, son las sorpresas que te da cuando las juegan con los huevos y el corazón.
Esta semana se juega la final del campeonato mexicano de futbol, pero apenas este fin de semana anterior, pudimos disfrutar de lo que para muchos, fueron dos finales con dos campeones sin corona.

Sin duda alguna, los Indios de Ciudad Juárez y los Camoteros del Puebla, nos hicieron volver a ver esos cuentos de cenicienta que si bien a muchos empalagan a otros les gustan, y nos dieron una muestra que el futbol no es de nombres, sino de hombres que tienen HAMBRE y ganas por mostrarse ante mil y un adversidades que se les pongan enfrente, desgraciadamente, aquí los cuentos no terminaron con final "Chelis."

Los Indios, joven franquicia con un sin fin de problemas gracias a su propia localidad, la cual, es de todos conocida su violencia, ha sido un bálsamo para sus propios habitantes, y porque no, para todos los que VIVIMOS, los primeros festejos del Santos laguna, así, como una calca, yo revivía los momentos en que festejabamos en el paseo de la Rosita, bailando detras de una gran pipa de agua mojando a todo mundo, en aquella primera liguilla.
Se metieron de rebote, cierto, pero al menos ganaron el ultimo juego, dejando todo en el terreno ( no como otros hmmm...) y con ese triunfo metiendo los goles necesarios, le patearon el trasero a Santos, Chivas y América.

Puebla, por su parte, de mano de uno de los hombres mas...irreverentes que a ultimas fechas ha salido, y que bajo su propia sinceridad, fue el mentor, maestro, lider y demas de un grupo de hombres que ya no sentían lo duro, sino lo tupido gracias a sus PROPIOS DIRIGENTES que se encargaban de matar una y otra vez el orgullo poblano.
El Chelís, amado por muchos, odiado por otros, la verdad, se ganó el cariño de mucha afición, gente como él es la que hace falta, humildes, sinceros, vamos, SON COMPAS, rompió el estereotipo del acartonado, mal humorado, filosofo, payaso y cuanta madre se les ocurra de los demás tecnicos ( y miren que hay cada caon... ).
Son de ese tipo de gente lo que se necesita para que el futbol mexicano vuelva a ser ese temido gigante EN EL AREA ( ojo, en Concachafa, si, tampoco se me vuelen) ese líder que tanta falta hace, porque Aguirre sera muy dicharachero y todo, pero no deja de ser uno que te da por tu lado, el Chelís no, el chelis llora, patalea, ríe, festeja, se abraza con sus jugadores, se deja abrazar por su afición ( con una imagen que casi parecía la del mesías, pues podría decirse que fué el mesías poblano). Es raza, el Chelís es raza, y es sincero al decir, "¿que le puedo yo enseñar a estos cabrones? ( sus jugadores)" pero ese es el lider, el que sabe sacar LO MEJOR DE CADA UNO de los cabrones que estan adentro partiéndosela por ellos y por su técnico.

Sin embargo, este cuento como dije arriba no tuvo un final feliz.
Se les atravesaron dos villanos ( hoy vistos de esa forma) que si bien podrían ser los mas justos, eso no deja de quitarnos EL MAL SABOR de verlos en una final ( al menos en los demas, ya que sus seguidores estaran felices y es valido ) debido a sendos errores arbitrales que a mas de uno pone a pensar.
Desgraciadamente, hay muchos intereses y a veces eso es lo que te deja pensando luego de ver como un jugador pierde la cabeza ( "Pikolin" Palacios) y que solo es amonestado siendo que fue una clara agresión por la frustración en la que los habian metido los poblanos en su propio estadio.

¿La expulsión, hubiera cambiado la historia?
Quien sabe, lo que si sabemos --y no somos adivinos--es que gracias a esa accion del "magnánimo" Marco Rdgz, bien le pudiera valer ser premiedo por Aaron Padilla ( antes dirigente Puma, hoy presidente de arbitraje, oh coincidencia!) con una final mas en su currículum.

Mientras que en Pachuca y ante un estadio a 3/4 ( en semifinales, y no pueden llenar tan lindo, comodo y moderno estadio wow!, que buena afición son!! ) Armando Archundia, el siempre cobarde Archundia no tuvo los tamaños suficientes para mostrarle una clara roja a Calero ( cómo lo iba a hacer!!! si estaba ante los ojos del "bien amado" Chucho Martínez ) diran los pudientes, "no era clara de gol", yo les digo, mejor cállense porque ayer, el humilde Indios les dio una repasada en su propio estadio, y ante su poca gente al que ustedes insisten en llamar "el equipo de Mexico" y todavia que le perdonan la roja, al final, Calero ( el amigo de muchos, ese que siempre le debe caer bien a todos, como su presidente ) andaba ahi buscando bronca, como si el fuera el eliminado, patético.

Que lastima que el milagro no se dió, créanme, lo digo de corazon a ambas aficiones, porque nos llenaron los ojos de como se debe jugar al futbol, con entrega, sacrificio, hambre por hacer las cosas.
Se fueron con la cara en alto, y llevandose el sentimiento de muchos aficionados ajenos que vimos en ustedes, lo que a nuestros equipos les faltó...

Puros huevos.
Sale!

My Matchday - 215 Fir Park

Motherwell 1v2 Kilmarnock

Scottish Premier League

23rd May 2009 Motherwell is a large town, south-east of Glasgow in North Lanarkshire. The town was known as the steel production capital of Scotland, with its Ravenscraig steelworks one of the longest working plants in the world, earning the town the nickname “Steelopolis” until the facilities closed in 1992.
The town’s football club formed in 1886, the amalgamation of two local amateur works teams; Glencairn and Alpha. Their formative years played on Alpha’s pitch on Roman Road, then from 1889 at Dalzell Park, which opened with a 3-3 draw against Rangers.
Fir Park opened in 1895, when the club purchased a stretch of wooden park land off Lord Hamilton at the north edge of his Dalzell estate. A crowd of over 6,000 witnessed its first game, an 8-1 trouncing off Celtic at the start of the 1895-96 season. In the early years the ground had a pavilion on the east side, then banks of terracing were added which raised the capacity to 15,000 after Fir Park staged its first international fixture.
A two-tier Main stand was built on the west side after further work in improvements to terracing, the playing surface and after purchasing more land; new turnstiles at the Knowetop end.
Success on the park saw the League Championship in 1932, breaking the Old Firm’s monopoly, winning the title for the only time five points clear of Rangers, including a record 52 goal maul from Willie McFadyen .
The Scottish Cup was won for the first time in 1952, a cup run which witnessed Fir Park’s record gate of 35,632 for the 4th round replay - a 2-1 victory over Rangers. That decade saw more ground improvements, with cover added to the enclosure and lamps mounded on the stand roofs, until wind damage to the enclosure roof resulted in four corner pylons being built in 1959.
In 1962 a new Main Stand was constructed at a cost of £92,000 financed by the sale of two players; Pat Quinn and another lad[*] who both signed for Liverpool. Motherwell supporters were naturally upset with this club policy; many shunned the stand making it the least populated side of the ground. The stand remains incomplete to this day, after one of the residents of the neighbouring houses complained, refusing to sell and questioned the property‘s valuation. The annoyed neighbour won his dispute, so by the time the house owner moved on, the club weren’t in a financial position to finish off the stand, although they did purchase the house themselves to use as offices.

[*]The lad in question had the same nickname as a TV character played by Roger Moore and later Ian Ogilvy. This man later had a career in the media, spending Saturday lunch times on our TV screens, hanging on his co-host’s every word and hysterically laughing at his un-witty remarks. I also remember he had an undying love and uncontrollable infatuation for the then England skipper, which he made no effort to hide, or was it only me that noticed this?
I’ve always despised this man, reason being is his unhindered dislike to a football club close to my heart. Earlier in his career he had a trial at this club, but was rejected and always remained bitter thereafter, even though his career path took an upward turn.

The Main Stand is now called The Phil O’Donnell Stand, in honour of the club captain who died on the Fir Park pitch during a game against Dundee United in December 2007. The stand has 3,385 seats in a mixture of claret wooden flip seats, with amber bucket seats added at each side. The stand comes to a stop with the iron girder still visible from the incomplete construction 37 years ago.
Following the Taylor Report work started on the other three sides of Fir Park. In 1991 the East Stand was covered and seats added for 3,128 after ‘Well won the Scottish Cup for a second time and enjoyed their first venture into European football. The stand is known for its KEEP CIGARETTES AWAY FROM THE MATCH façade, since the introduction of the smoking ban in 2006.
The ground is dominated by the South Stand which was constructed in 1993 at a cost of £2.2M, the two tiers of claret seats are split by a row of large windowed executive boxes. The capacity is 4,856 which is reserved for away fans. There’s an amber section of seats directly behind the goal, with FIR PARK picked out in claret.
At the north end the Knowetop Terrace was seated and renamed after one of my personal favourite Scottish footballers Davie Cooper, who served both Rangers and Motherwell and later Clydebank with distinction. He died in 1995 aged only 39 and played a major part in Motherwell lifting the Cup in ’91. The stand was built in 1995 and is divided into five sections, again in the club colors with more executive boxes at the back of the stand. The roof has a large façade but is naked unlike the South Stand which has large advertising space.
An eye catching feature of Fir Park is the floodlight pylons, which lean onto the sides of the stands, looking like a couple of bodyguards shielding both goal side stands. The pitch has caused major trouble for the club over the last few years. The problem is being resolved this summer with remedial work and repairing the under soil heating system. The current capacity of Fir Park stands at 13,742.

The match against Kilmarnock was a clash at the top end of the bottom part of the split, in other words; a mid table clash. Before the teams arrived the PA played a canny little ditty called ‘Up The ‘Well which sounded like it was sung by an Andy Stewart tribute act, this was followed by that awful Russian funeral march they play at sunderland and then a saving grace; a burst of Local Hero when the players ran onto the pitch.
The game was a poor affair with nothing happening of worthy note in the first 25 minutes. The highlights in that opening period were a rather attractive young lady looking for her seat in the stand which caused heads to turn in the press box. Then police and stewards went to great trouble to confiscate an inflatable alligator from the Killy end, which was a bit over the top, as the away supporters were just enjoying themselves and not being any bother.
The first shot on target produced the opening goal on 27 minutes, a fine through ball found Invincible unmarked, who had a simple task of hitting the target from 12 yards past the helpless Krysiak.
The second half continued in similar fashion, although the Steelmen did go close with two headed efforts both from corner kicks, the first of those from Brian McClean bounced back off the crossbar.
Motherwell struggled as the clock ticked towards full time, I could already predict the football manager clichés that Mark McGhee would say after the game, quotes like ‘we weren’t at the races today’ or ‘we struggled to get out of the stalls’ but then when all seem lost ’Well equalized with ten minutes remaining.
A brief spell of pressure ended with Clarkson getting the ball near the bye line, who did well to get in a cross for McClean who side footed the ball first time into the far corner of the net. That looked like that was it, honours even, but in the last minute of the game and for me personally, the last seconds of my season, a cracking goal to finish off my groundhopping campaign. A great piece of skill from Fernandez with a cheeky back heel and flick, played in Mehdi Taouil who himself showed great skill, slipping past a defender then selling a couple of lollipops before slamming the ball home at the near post. Overall maybe Killy just about shaded it, but the performance from Motherwell wasn’t the best way to leave your supporters for the summer holidays.

It’s become an end of season tradition now that my last match of the season is a journey into Northern Britain. There’s a regular train direct from Newcastle to Glasgow which passes through Motherwell, the journey takes about two and a half hours. I caught the 0752 arriving in the town with plenty of time for breakfast and a drink, so regular readers can probably guess where I went? Aye you guessed it, well done! - Wetherspoons. The Brandon Works pub is just around the corner from the station and I enjoyed an excellent big plate of Scottish breakfast washed down with a pint from the local Strathaven brewery.
I really liked Fir Park, a good mix of old and new and with the club colours being amber and claret, (which originated from Lord Hamilton by the way….Eddy) the ground is more attractive than banks of red or blue seats which are commonplace elsewhere.
I’d like to thank the club for their hospitality, I was well looked after from the moment I arrived. At half time the scotch pie and chocolate bar that complemented my cuppa were splendid (apparently you only get a tray of biscuits at Wembley…Eddy)
After the match I had a good hour and a half to kill before the 1604 train, so I planned to check out a few more pubs. I popped my head in a few bars next to the station but I walked back out again, didn’t like the vibes I was getting and the clientele didn‘t look over friendly, so I returned to the safe haven and £1.49 a pint of The Brandon Works. (I must give a special mention to the excellent bar staff at this ‘Spoons, brilliant service both before and after the game, ta!)
So that’s me done for another football season, I’ve traveled some miles this term and as always I’ve thoroughly enjoyed sharing my groundhopping adventures with you. When the season’s over I usually welcome a rest from football, but within a fortnight I’m trawling the papers and internet looking for news of pre-season friendlies and needing a footy fix. For the time being though, I’m happy to go into football hibernation for the summer, which sounds like a long break doesn’t it? But it’s only six weeks until I take in my first game of the brand new football season.

Matchday stats
MFC 1 (McClean 80) KFC 2 (Invincible 27, Taouil 90)
Att. 4186
Admission £18-£22
Programme £2.50

Ground no.215 Fir Park – Matchday Webalbum(20 pictures)

Auf Wiedersehen Seat!

My seat and viewpoint for the last 14 years, I sadly parked my derriere on this piece of plastic for the very last time yesterday. We've had some good times and many bad times together and I'll forever cherish those memorable moments we spent together.

Will we miss each other, will I regret our split? Only time will tell, but I very much doubt it.
(I've had season tickets in all four sides of the ground, but this was the longest I've spent in one spot)

The Football Bog Blog

Great Stadia Toilets - no.18 in a series of...

The Unisex facilities at Maine Road

The latest in the series was send in by Simple Pieman on his recent visit to Brantingham Road, the home of Manchester based club Maine Road.
You can read more of this respected journalist's visit to the ground at;

http://pieandmushypeas.blogspot.com/2009/04/maine-road-fc_25.html

Volvimos a TROPEZAR...

* El que juega a no PERDER...termina perdiendo
* 45 min. que no pudieron recobrar
* ¿1 delantero frente a novatos, qué chingaos es eso?
* Y nos quedamos como el perro de las dos tortas...
* Ah!, que pinche sabadito...

Dicen "los que saben" que cuando se juega a no perder, se termina precisamente perdiendo, y el sabado, el flamante --y ahora confirmado por otro torneo mas-- técnico del Santos, Sergio Bueno nos confirmó la teoría, no solo con creces, sino que nos hizo parecer como un auténtico equipo RATONERO al meter frente a un conjunto de potrillos -literalmente- a un solo delantero de inicio y con esta acción le dijo al rival "tengo miedo de atacarte, te respeto demasiado para hacerlo". pff...patètico.
Después del fracasotote ( que también fué gracias a Sergio Bueno ya que HASTA VENTAJA LLEVABA ) de la eliminación en la Concachampions a manos del mismo equipo, -bueno,hasta eso, el Atlante con titulares- , lo menos que esperábamos, era que Santos saliera con la firme decision de ARRASAR con el rival, literalmente humillarlo para cobrar la afrenta sufrida y al menos tener la decencia de terminar un torneo bastante mediocre con una victoria de visitante y confirmando que realmente SE QUERÍA HACER ALGO MAS.
Desgraciadamente, nada de eso sucedió, es cierto, fueron dos AUTÉNTICOS GOLAZOS los de los potritos, pero los primeros minutos fueron azulgranas a mas no poder, nuestra media se perdió e hizo agua en medio del mar de Can cún, ¿Lorito de delantero? ¡no mamar!.
Y luego de ver como se ahogaba al niño, entonces sí, el sr, echa mano de la persona que DEBÍA HABER INICIADO DESDE EL SILBATAZO, pero que por andar "experimentando" y exagerando en su sistema ( y traicionando su "escuela lavolpista" ), terminó por hundir a un equipo diseñado para ATACAR, NO PARA DEFENDER, es entonces que mete a Darwin Quintero y entonces si vemos como el equipo intenta cambiar el switch de "juega a no perder" al de "juega, que ahora pierdes" con los resultados mas que conocidos.

Si al patético sistema de juego que implementó Sergio Bueno, le añades que Federico Vilar es un verdadero PORTERAZO, nos da como resultado que Santos desde un inicio debió haber atacado, debió haber presionado, debió haber entrado con 2 delanteros, debió, debió, debió y nada de esto sucedió ( quedo verso sin esfuerzo ) y todo gracias al Sr. Bueno, que se convirtió en el MALO de la película..

Guti Estrada, uno de los que DEBEN estar seguros la proxima temporada

Probablemente esté hablando aún con coraje por la derrota, no lo niego, porque TODO, ABSOLUTAMENTE TODO se le estaba dando al equipo para quedar al menos en 6to. lugar gral. tenia todo en sus manos para entrar fuerte a la liguilla, pero sinceramente, jugando así, como esos 35, 40 minutos, que se dieron NUEVAMENTE en Cancùn y NUEVAMENTE frente al Atlante, me da a pensar que haber quedado eliminados es lo mejor que le pudo haber pasado a este equipo que YA REQUIERE de una buena renovación y que solo se debe quedar con la gente que realmente mostró el corazón durante este torneo que a decir verdad, fue bastante mediocre, tanto así que el mismo presidente del equipo lo dijo, FUE UN FRACASO, lo que si no entiendo es como no ve que Sergio Bueno fue una parte importante de ese fracaso y ahora es el unico seguro para el próximo torneo.

¿Por qué digo que el Sr. Bueno es parte importante del fracaso, siendo que él no diseñó al equipo?
porque en los juegos claves, los importantes, LOS QUE SE DEBERÍAN HABER GANADO, escondió el potencial que tenía este equipo sobre todo en este ultimo encuentro, donde aun no me explico que chingaos pasó por su mente para mandar esa alineación tan LAMENTABLE frente a un grupo de muchachitos imberbes que lo unico que tenían, ERA HAMBRE, ganas de mostrarse y que al ver que no se tenían que preocupar por el potencial del Santos llamado Darwin Quintero, se fueron al frente y le tiraron por todos lados a Oswaldo Sanchez que nada pudo hacer para llegar a esos balones, y quien diga lo contrario, es porque nunca a jugado al futbol.

La "numerosa aficiòn" potra, ¿festejando? el triunfo de su equipo ante la caricatura que fué Santos durante 45 minutos.

Empiezan las "vacaciones" para los guerreros ( y lo pongo entre comillas, porque muchos de ellos ya lo estaban desde hace rato) y empiezan a jugar los de pantalón largo, porque segun palabras de Alejandro Iraragorri vendrá una renovación total, lo que yo espero, es que NO SE DESMANTELE a este equipo sino que se APUNTALE, que es muy diferente, que se dejen fuera a los amigos que solo entraban por la prima teniendo una total falta de auto-critica para aceptar que estaban en un bache y que debían trabajar para salir de él, que se proteja a los motores ( Guti Estrada, Walter Jiménez, Vicente Matías Vuoso, Darwin Quintero pero que lo enseñen a ser menos EGOISTA, entre otros ) que se echan encima al equipo y que den un buen jalón de orejas a MUCHOS que bajaron de nivel notablemente y sólo jugaban lo necesario para cumplir la "cuota" ya muchos saben de quienes se tratan.

Que triste que nos hayan eliminado así y haber despedido al Estadio Corona, con un torneo mediocre, sin liguilla, sin Concachampions y al final, para variar, sin público gracias a la "Influenza", aunque sabemos que habran algunos juegos mas el proximo torneo, pròximo a inaugurarse el TSM.

Que triste es el hecho de que probablemente el juego vs San Luis, haya sido la ultima vez de haber visto a Christian Benìtez con la casaca verdiblanca, cuando el se merecía irse ante estadio lleno, y con una ovación encima. ( ojo, si es que se va ).

Que triste, que un equipo como Indios nos demuestre lo que nosotros perdimos, HUMILDAD, ENTREGA, CORAZON y todo con la mitad o menos del costo de la nómina guerrera.
Ojo señores, cuando eso se pierde, luego vienen los problemas, aprendan de nuestros "vecinos" norteños, los gasta-de oquis tí-gue-res de NL. que no descendieron porque fueron menos peores que los patéticos hidrorrayos.

No quise poner aqui un resumen, porque sinceramente me enerva el volver a revivir una eliminación que no tenía porque ser así, pero que inexplicablemente se dió gracias a las MALAS DECISIONES de la banca, a la poca concentración dentro del campo, y al PORTERAZO que es Federico Vilar.

Ni modo, nos eliminaron, vendrán otros torneos, ( entonces porque chingaos hago tanto drama ) ojo, encabrona COMO SE DIO la eliminacion, no el hecho de la eliminación en sí.

Gracias a la gente que sigue teniendo a este blog, como la primera opcion para saber del equipo que nos apasiona y que nos siguió durante este torneo que ahora culimna para nosotros.
Seguiremos posteando informacion relevante, ( no rumores, esos ni al caso, preferimos esperar a los datos oficiales y no andar levantando polvo donde no hay ). Dénse la vuelta, ya que seguiremos posteando, sobre todo porque tenemos en el tintero nuestra opinion respecto al trato que LA CONMEBOL dió a los equipos mexicanos, la cual estamos preparando ya que es un tema interesante.

A todos los aficionados,
GRACIAS...TOTALES...
Sale!

PD. Resultados finales del torneo virtual Santa Grandeza, donde seguimos
sin ganar algo pero nos divertimos como chamacos.
( hay si sale algun patrocinador se agradecerà bastante)
Click en la imagen para que se les haga
grandotototota como dice el Mike.

Pd. 2, Saludos para la banda guerrera,
en especial, para el Jorge Cortinas y el Niño Función,
( que es de piel amarilla, pero de sangre verde jajaja).
A Enrique y Samuel Urista, que andan en otros lares.
A Martín Rodriguez que ya no se estressará si no hace cambios
en el torneo virtual jajajaja...
A Gilberto Solorio, carnal, muchas gracias por el detalle, ya los recibí
y creeme me dio un chingo de gusto ver que quedaron poca madre.
GRACIAS!.
y ya me voy porque ya parezco el tío Gamboin...Sale!!

My Matchday - 214 City Park

Spartans 3v0 Easthouses Lily MWFC
East Of Scotland League-Premier Division
9th May 2009

Spartans FC play in the East of Scotland Premier Division, based five hundred yards off the Crewe Toll in the north end of Edinburgh. The club have played at City Park since 1976, which coinciding in becoming full members of the Scottish FA.
The ground belongs to Edinburgh City Council, this season definitely being its last as far as fitba goes. The site is earmarked for a housing development with the club set to move a short distance to Ainslie Park, which has a 504 seated stand, floodlights and a floodlit 3G pitch.
The ground was previously the home of Ferranti Thistle and Edinburgh City but is famously known for its sloping pitch, maybe one of the steepest I’ve seen on my travels. Unfortunately the main stand was deemed to be unsafe after the Taylor Report and demolished in 2004. The ground is fully enclosed made up of slant grass banking on all four sides. the changing rooms, canteen and offices are situated in portakabins at the bottom of the car park.

The Spartans FC was formed in 1951, the brainchild of two former Edinburgh University players, gaining instant entry to the East of Scotland League. Originally the club catered for players affiliated to the University, but now the club is open all comers and is a big part of the local community.
The club run a second and third XI, with junior teams from under-19’s down to under-8s level, giving them more registered players than any other club in Scotland. There’s also a new ladies team which was formed this season after merging with Edinburgh Ladies FC, playing in the Scottish Women’s Premier League.
Spartans won the first of six East Of Scotland league titles in 1971-72, the latest came in 2004-05 which saw the club retain the Premier trophy. Most of their success has came in cup competitions, collecting honours twice in both the League Cup and City Cup, also adding seven South Qualifying Cup’s, with most of their triumphs coming in the Kings Cup which they’ve won on nine occasions.
They first played in the Scottish Cup in 1978, knocking out a few league clubs over the years - East Stirlingshire, Alloa Athletic, Arbroath, Berwick Rangers and Queens Park have all been put to the sword by The Spartans. However the club have hosted some big cup ties against SPL side Livingston in 2004 and St. Mirren in 2006, both produced crowds of over 3,000, with the latter almost producing a major cup shock, as the Saints were lucky to get back to Paisley with a goalless draw in front of a club record gate of 3,346.

Since the turn of this decade the club has picked up honours every season, and this campaign could see another league title as they currently sit in pole position with three games left to play, their chances greatly improved with an impressive win over opponents Easthouses Lily.
Spartans started the game positively, kicking down hill in the first half missing several good opportunities, then finally on the half hour they took the lead through Keith McCleod, nodding home at the near post directly from a corner kick.
The second half saw the heavy rain persist as well as the pressure on the Easthouses goal, with McCleod adding his and Spartans second, taking advantage of a poor clearance from the Lily keeper, before run through on goal and finishing well. His strike partner David Etale made it 3-0 on 77 minutes with a great individual effort, receiving the ball near the by-line, he wriggled his way around the defence before shooting home at the near post.
The visitors received a red card a minute later, when their number 10 was sent off for abusive language towards the referee after he failed to award him a free kick, there was no hesitation from the ref, everyone in the ground could clearly hear him being called “a bleating runt” - excuse the spelling!
Spartans had numerous chances to increase the score, with man of the match McCleod missing out on completing his hat-trick. The win keeps them on course for the league title, while this defeat for Easthouses Lily has confirmed their relegation to Division One.
Big matches locally this weekend on Friday and Monday nights meant a vacant Saturday, allowed me to nip over the border, leaving Newcastle at 1145 and arriving at City Park in just under two hours. The ground is easy enough to locate, a short walk from Waverley train station over to South Street David off Princes Street, where I met the 27 bus service which drops you off on Ferry Road, leaving a short walk to the ground.
While I was in the vicinity I took the opportunity to visit Spartans new ground and Football Academy at Ainslie Park, which is just around the corner from City Park. I then stopped off for some bait in the nearby Morrissons, enjoying one of their “Big Scottish Breakfasts” which is the same as a full English Breakfast, the only difference is your eating it further north.
I then faced the heavy downpour which started as soon as I got off the bus and didn’t stop until just before the match finished. Which resulted in your author being drenched to the skin, the thin Harrington jacket not offering much protection and my training shoes no defence against soggy feet!
When arriving at the ground your greeted by an old fellow taking admission and selling programmes, using the front seat of his Hyundai Accent and the open passenger seat door as a gateway into the ground. Everyone at the club was seems very friendly, special mention to Jeanette who made sure I secured a pin badge and they also took pity on me at half time, looking similar to a drowned rat they offered me shelter and made sure I got a nice warm cup of tea.
After the game I heading back into town, calling into the ‘Café Royal’ and my favourite pub in Edinburgh - ‘The Guildford’ where I found there was a beer festival on with a great selection of ten different ales, which only made me wish I was booked on a later train.
Apart from the soaking I enjoyed the second last game at City Park, the curtain comes down next Saturday (May 16th) against Edinburgh City, then from next season the club will be using the new facilities full time. Prior to this season the club missed out on their first election to the Scottish Football League to fellow East of Scotland side Annan Athletic, but if another vacancy was to arise then the club now have everything in place, that should see a more successful application to the Scottish League.

Tims 92 visits the following week
Matchday stats
SFC 3(McLeod 31,56 Etale 77)ELMWFC 0
Admission £4
Programme £1
Att. 90 (HC)

Ground no.214 City Park - Matchday Web album (16 pictures including 3 from Ainslie Park)

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