Tuesday, 22 May 2018

Penistone Church 3 v Shaw Lane AFC 4 - Sheffield & Hallamshire Senior Cup Final

Tuesday 22nd May 2018
Sheffield & Hallamshire Senior Challenge Cup
at Bramall Lane (home of Sheffield United)
Penistone Church (2) 3 ET HT 3 AET 3
Tom Brennan 17
Nathan Keightley 43
Andy Ring 56
Shaw Lane AFC (1) 3 ET HT 4 AET 4
Spencer Harris 33
Kieran Lugsden 53, 70
Brett Lovell 95 OG
Admission £8. Programme free
Attendance 671
It was actually quite difficult to know where to even start relating the events that occurred at Bramall Lane tonight; or where to summon up a rich enough superlative laden vocabulary to adequately do such an enthralling contest justice. But needs must.
This was my one hundred and fifty seventh game of the current season (so far) and though one or two of those games were just about on a par with this one, for a variety of different reasons; as regards the 'all out attack' elements of this cup final, and the end to end flowing entertainment, I can safely say that none of my previous games this season, bettered this one in either of those regards.
Woo hoo!
I've been on the pitch at 'beautiful downtown Bramall Lane' tonight.
And if you think that I am exaggerating, even slightly, at this juncture, then please feel free to consult any of the other six hundred and seventy spectators who were fortunate enough to be here tonight... a figure that probably contained the entire population of Penistone... and I'm sure that they'll gladly confirm what I'm saying is the truth, the whole truth and 'nowt but the truth. So help me God.
I posted the following towards the back end of my blog summary of Shaw Lane's convincing semi final win over Frickley Athletic earlier this month, and as a consequence, I feel compelled to thank both sides for their efforts tonight, that have helped to create a convincing illusion that I actually know what I'm talking about... well, at least sometimes.
Penistone Church overcame one of local football's success stories of the season in their semifinal, namely: Maltby Main, who have surprised many people outside the Muglet Lane club, by holding a consistently high league position throughout the campaign.
Shaw Lane had only missed the Evostik Premier League play offs by a single point at the end of this season, while two divisions beneath them, Prenistone Church secured a top seven place in a very competitive NCEL Premier Division, winning admirers everywhere they went, for the manner in which Ian Richards has got them playing.
The opening exchanges were a good indication of how the game was going to go, with play moving at a frantic pace from one end to the other.
Church created the first opening of the game, when Elliott Firth delivered a free kick from out on the left flank towards Brett Lovell, who helped the ball on to Tom Brennan, who managed to get his shot away in spite of a crowd of bodies around him, but cleared the bar with his rushed effort.
The NCEL club had laid their marker down and announced their attacking intentions already, but they well and truly slammed the gauntlet down, when James Young opted to aim a corner kick towards the near post, where Brennan met the ball head on and crashed it just inside the near post to give the underdogs a seventeenth minute lead.
Both teams took part in a minutes silence to respect the lost lives.
on what is the first anniversary of the Manchester Arena terror attacks.
Meanwhile, in front of the Shoreham Road Kop, the Penistone keeper, Chris Snaith struggled to deal with a back-pass from Lovell, with Kieran Lugsden bearing down on him and miss-kicked the ball towards Alex Byrne who, ever the opportunist, took aim and let fly with a pile-driver... but Snaith had quickly regained his bearings and redeemed himself by pulling off a great save, diverting the ball round the post at full stretch.
Snaith was involved again moments later, when he got down to his right to hold onto Alex Byrne's shot, after the Ducks number six had broke into the Penistone area on the left and cut inside.
Byrne broke forward on the left again and having spotted Spencer Harris sprinting forward on his right, squared the ball to him and Harris buried it, low and hard past Snaith and into the bottom corner of the net.
Evidently Byrne was Shaw Lane's weapon of preference, for unlocking the Penistone defence and it looked as though they were going to snatch the lead when his free kick set up a free header for Jake Skelton, who somehow managed to divert the ball wide of the post.
You could be mistaken for thinking that having survived an initial setback, the Northern Premier League side would now step things up a gear and bully their opponents out of the game, while maintaining their grip on the cup they won last season by beating Frickley Athletic 1-0 in the final at Bramall Lane.
But Church obviously hadn't read that script, and were worried very little, if at all, by their opponents reputation and treated tonight's game very much as a one-off, level playing field, nothing to lose opportunity, to finish the season off visiting a hardware store, for some silver polish of their own.
Andy Ring directed a dipping header over Ed Wilczynski, the Ducks goalkeeper, from Young's well measured cross, but the ball bounced off the crossbar.
And just before half time, Penistone made another 'we're not just here to make the efiing numbers up' declaration, when Nathan Keightley charged forward and evaded a challenge, before keeping his calm inside the Shaw Lane area and planting the ball past Wilczynski, to secure an interval lead for Ian Richards side.
HT: Church 2 v Ducks 1
The unpredictable, 'who dares wins' approach to this compelling game, carried over into the second half, as Ryan Serrant tore forward straight from the off, but the Church defence closed ranks to deal with his cross and switched play towards the opposite end of the field very quickly, where Keightly exchanged passes with Kieran Ryan, before skimming the ball diagonally across the Ducks goal, who will have been relieved to see it creep past the far post.
Kieran Lugsden levelled the score in the fifty third minute, from twelve yards out, smashing the ball past Snaith and into the bottom right hand corner, after connecting with Ben Gordon's pinpoint delivery. And once more you could have been forgiven for thinking that Shaw Lane would now overpower Church and finish the job off.
But yet again, Penistone weren't having any of that caper and within three minutes of Lugsden scoring, they were back in front, when another flick on by Lovell from a Young set piece, saw the ball drop perfectly for Ring who cracked a delightful volley past the exasperated Wilczynski.
Lovell thought he'd bagged a goal for himself, but he was a fraction offside and  his effort was chalked off.
Snaith thwarted Byrne, who was put through on goal by Jake Picton, but there was little that the Church keeper to do to prevent Lugsden from netting the Ducks third equaliser of the evening, when he controlled Byrne's low drive across the six yard box before thumping it home emphatically... just to make sure.
With extra time beckoning, Penistone finished the scheduled ninety minutes in the ascendancy, but couldn't quite force the issue as Wilczynski got his hands to Keightley stinging effort and turned the ball wide, Picton cleared Ring's close range effort at the expense of a corner, and Gavin Rotherby made a last ditch goal line clearance from Lovell, whose downward back post header from Ryan Johnson's corner, had the entire crowd out of their seats in anticipation on a grandstand  finish.
90 Minutes: Penistone Church 3 v Shaw Lane 3
Football can be a cruel game, because having almost scored a last minute goal to claim the cup for Penistone, five minutes into extra time, in an attempt to block a right wing cross from Chib Chilaka, Lovell put it into his own net, to give Shaw Lane the lead for the first time tonight.
It was backs to the wall time for Penistone now, but they clearly had no intention of giving up without battling like their lives depended on it until the very end.
Church had a bit of luck (which was the very least that they deserved) when Chilaka provided the final touch to a cross from Gordon, but was adjudged to have been offside.
ET HT: Church 3 v Ducks 4
Snaith kept the tie alive, when he made a decent stop to prevent Gordon increasing the Ducks lead.
Wilczynski made two vital stops in quick succession from Scott Whiitington and then Ryan, before Danny Howes unleashed a shot that came back off of the right hand upright.
The action was still unrelenting as Snaith made an unorthodox but timely save to deny Byrne and from the resulting corner Skelton powered a header against the bar.
Lovell, who so far had seen a goal disallowed, had a last minute potential winner cleared off the line and suffered the ignominy of netting a own goal, must've run over a black cat that belonged to a vengeful Gypsy on his way to Bramall Lane, because in stoppage time, the ball hit him from from Byrne's shot... and the referee blew up for handball and pointed to the spot. It never rains, eh!?
But Snaith spared his all action central defensive mainstay any further anguish by saving Harris' spot kick. 
But there was no time for any more drama now and Shaw Lane kept their hands on the trophy, but they had been made to battle like hell to keep a hold on it
FT: Penistone Church 3 v Shaw Lane AFC 4 (AET)
Some teams gloat after winning games, but in the aftermath of the final whistle, Shaw Lane showed a touch of class when they tweeted, sympathising with Penistone Church on their bad luck tonight. Credit where it is due, for giving credit where it's due methinks.
I broke my rule about not bloggering about after 11PM, because football is only a game and it can always wait until another time, particularly when I am going to be up and about at 5.30AM in the morning; but this was an especially gripping contest, so I've made an exception.
Congratulations to Shaw Lane... and well played both teams, this was a real rough and tumble, end to end proper game of football.

Sunday, 20 May 2018

FA NON LEAGUE FINALS DAY 2018 - Stockton Town v Thatcham Town - FA Vase Final & Brackley Town v Bromley - FA Trophy Final

It's a gloriously sunny morning as I cruise southbound along a virtually deserted A1, to catch the first train from Newark to London. 
I could've caught the same Inter City conveyance from East Retford upon Idle, but made allowances for the possibility of any extra time, penalties and the like, that might occur this afternoon (which in the event was a wise move)... and figured that whatever time I would be heading home later, there are two or three trains per hour from Kings Cross to Newark Northgate, but only the same number daily to sleepy hollow, so getting back wouldn't be a problem or entail spending any more time than I have to experiencing the dubious delights of Kings Cross station.
The East Coast Main Line network has been taken back under public ownership this week, meaning Stagecoach and that Richard Branson bloke have both been punted, so it stood to reason that the train I was booked to travel on was cancelled... and the next one was late. 
I've never had any problems whatsoever with the Virgin/Stagecoach services as regards to them running punctually, but dread to think how Her Majesty's Government are going to organise things on a re-nationalised train service, before they sell it off to the highest bidder and re-privatise things again in the near future. What a cock-eyed way of conducting a business.
But having adopted the stance of a pragmatic, suffer in silence, stiff upper lipped, weary and time served English traveller, who dismissively scoffs at any kind of inconvenience caused to their travel plans... and who'd never, ever dream of complaining about the fact that three toilets were out of order and the air conditioning on this ancient rolling stock was completely shagged; I found a quiet corner in the rear carriage next to the oversized luggage rack and curled up to have a 'power nap', before arriving in Londonshire some fifty five minutes prior to kick off, and hotfooting it, past all of the non league fans dressed in their brand new Vase and Trophy finalists 
attire and coloured favours, who were crowded around London Underground maps seeking demystification... and twenty minutes later, via the Metropolitan Line (catch the purple line folks, it's really quick and the grey one stops everywhere), I was strolling along Wembley Way, ignoring the half and half scarf sellers and heading for turnstile G. All the queues prior to the first game were around the other side of the stadium, where the Stockton and Thatcham hordes were all sitting today.
Kinnel! They never stop throwing up new buildings around this corner of north west London, you soon won't be able to see the illuminated arch for miles around from the trains and roads into the area... and though I won't miss it half as much as the famous Twin Towers, I liked Wembley Stadium when it still stood out tall and proud amid spacious surroundings, but I'm not a massive fan of all of this recently erected, vastly ugly, urban sprawl. But hey! It sure as hell gave me a new backdrop perspective for the mandatory Wembley tourist Bobby Moore statue photograph.
Sunday 20th May 2018
FA Vase Final
at Wembley Stadium
Stockton Town (0) 0
Thatcham Town (1) 1
Shane Cooper Clark 24 pen
Admission £25 for both games
Programme £5 for both games
Combined attendance for both games 31,430
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Stockton Town:
Michael Arthur, Joe Carter (Matt Garbutt 61), James Ward (Adam Nicholson 79), Nathan Mulliugan, Dale Mulligan, Tom Coulthard (C), Kevin Hayes, Fred Woodhouse, Jamie Owens, James Risborough, Chris Stockton (Sonni Coleman 66)
Unused subs - Alan Cossavella, Chris Dunwell
Thatcham Town:
Chris Rackley, Lewis Brownhill, Curtis Angell, Tom Melledew (Ashleigh James 83), Baboucarr Jarra, Tom Moran, Harrison Bayley, Shane Cooper Clark (Ross Cook 78), Gavin James, Ekow Elliott, Jordan Brown (Jemel Johnson 70),
Unused subs - Harry Grant, Gareth Thomas
In the days first game, kicking off at 12.15PM, the Hellenic League Premier Division champions Thatcham Town beat their Northern League Division One opponents, Stockton Town, by a single goal to nil, scored by Shane Cooper Clark from the penalty spot, in the twenty fourth minute, after Jordan Brown had weaved his way into the 'Anchors' penalty area, only to be tripped from behind by James Ward. The Stockton keeper Michael Arthur got down well to his right to get a hand to the spot kick, but couldn't keep the ball out of his net.
Their win meant that Thatcham have clocked u pa forty one game unbeaten run.
It was Cooper Clark's sixty third goal for the 'Kingfishers' this season, an impressive total by anyone's standards, that he has amassed in fifty eight appearances.
Stockton had almost taken the lead earlier in the game, when Fred Woodhouse lobbed the ball over the Blues keeper Chris Rackley for Chris Stockton to run onto, but with the goal at his mercy, he was denied when Baboucarr Jarra took one for the team and blocked Stockton's knock, getting his head in the way and probably seeing stars for the remainder of the first half as a consequence.
Cooper-Clark caught the ball with a peach of a volley, but was thwarted by Arthur, who pulled off a great save to stop the Berkshire based side doubling their lead  just before half time.
HT 0-1
Once again Arthur denied Thatcham again, as the second half began to unfold, when he read where Ekow Elliott's left sided delivery into his box was going, and was subsequently well placed to save from Gavin James.
Arthur was beaten by James when Cooper Clark cut the ball back to him from the right, but his thumping knock crashed back off of the underside of the bar... and suffice to say, Russian linesman only officiate in World Cup games at Wembley, not non-league finals.
Thatcham had had enough chances to be comfortably two or three goals to the good by now, but while Stockton were still only trailing by a solitary goal, it was very much 'game on' and they pushed forward late in the game in search of an equaliser.
It looked as though Woodhouse was odds on to snatch a goal when he struck a pile-driver from ten yards out, but Jarra contorted his body and threw himself in the way to block the ball, in a manner you might associate with the movie 'The Matrix;.
There is a very narrow dividing line between bravery and crazy stuff sometimes, by that token, Thatcham are very fortunate to have such a dedicated nutcase in their ranks.
Kevin Hayes floated the ball into the Thatcham area towards Dale Mulligan who beat everybody in the air, but headed over the bar.
With full time beckoning, Stockton threw every man forward for a corner, including their goalkeeper, but it almost backfired when Thatcham cleared and counter attacked at pace. Ross Cook was miles faster than Arthur and having reached the final third, then the goal area, as he steadied himself to shoot Matt Garbutt appeared out of nowhere, just like that strange little shopkeeper in the Mr Benn cartoons and brilliantly executed a text book slide tackle, to deny Cook the easiest of chances to roll the ball into an empty and unguarded net.
It (the slide tackle) is a dying art form and ought to be made compulsory in PE lessons at all schools, so that the nations young footballers don't grow up to be a bunch of Walter Softy type pushovers.
But though the 'Anchors' came good during the final ten minutes or so, Thatcham had definitely deserved to win this afternoon's opening game... and the first prize of the day was awarded to their captain Tom Melledew, who triumphantly lifted the silverware aloft for all to see, with a chuffing great big grin all over his face.
FT: Stockton Town 0 v Thatcham Town 1
The only downside to Non League Finals Day is that you can leave the Stadium during the two hour window in between the games, or at any given time for that matter, but re-admittance is strictly forbidden.
Today's combined attendance for both games, was an impressive 31,430, but that figure is down on last season's total of 38,224 and 15,351 less than the 2016 high of 46,781.
Friends who have travelled to previous Finals Days, but who didn't bother this year, cited being kept captive in a stadium concourse/seats for two hours between games as the main reason for their non attendance today, which ought to be a concern to the event organisers. 
The solution, in my humble opinion, isn't exactly rocket science.
When spectators purchase tickets for both games, issue them with two separate tickets, or one ticket with two clearly defined separate bar codes at either end to scan upon entry and re-entry.
Obviously when factoring the length of time required between games, you have to consider things like the possibility of extra time, penalties, presentations, pitch maintenance and the flow of spectators who only intend to watch one game, so two hours is probably about right, but given how the second game panned out today, spending six hours cooped up in one section of Wembley Stadium, regardless of how spotlessly clean and modern it might be in comparison to many other sports venues, obviously isn't ideal for many people. There must be a myriad of possible solutions to accommodate the wishes of those who travel to attend this prestigious event... and I sincerely hope that the FA and stadium authorities are investigating all available options right now.
Sunday 20th May 2018
FA Trophy Final
at Wembley Stadium
Brackley Town (0) 1
Gareth Dean (Or Roger Johnson OG) 90+4
Bromley FC (1) 1
Omar Bugiel 19
Brackley Town won 5-4 on penalties
Admission £25 for both games
Programme £5 for both games
Combined attendance for both games 31,430
Brackley Town
Danny Lewis, Matt Lowe (Steve Diggin 111), Connor Franklin (Ellis Myles 78) ,Shane Byrne, Alex Gudger, Gareth Dean (C), Glenn Walker, James Armson, Lee Ndlovu (Andy Brown 53), Aaron Williams, Adam Walker.
Unused subs - Luke Graham, Theo Streete
Bromley FC
David Gregory, Jack Holland (C), Frankie Raymond, Louis Dennis (Brandon Hanlon 68), Adam Mekki (Ben Chorley 72), Jordan Higgs, Tyrone Sterling, George Porter (Josh Rees 62), Roger Johnson, Frankie Sutherland, Omar Bugiel.
Unused subs - Alan Dunne, Dan Johnson
Bromley started the game well and took the game to Brackley from the off, but after Omar Bugiel had put the Kent side ahead, firing past Danny Lewis from just inside the Saints area, after being set up by Adam Mekki's unselfish lay off at the end of a forty yard run from midfield, and George Porter almost doubled the lead shortly afterwards, with a crisp volley that Lewis did well to get his body behind and save, Kevin Wilkin's side grew into the game and became the dominant team, in my humble estimation.
Matt Lowe and Tyrone Sterling were two of the stand out players for Brackley as they set about pummeling the midriff of the team from  a division above them to good effect as half time approached. But Neil Smith's side dug in and repelled their lively Northants opponents until half time and went in for the break still a goal to the good.
HT: Saints 0 v Ravens 1
I say Ravens, but Bromley also go by the name of the Lillywhites... so now you know!
At half time I *accidentally* wandered through a partition and completely missed the 'STAFF ACCESS ONLY' signage... and ended up in now virtually deserted Stockton fans area of the ground, which had plenty of seats to choose from, but more importantly, it was in the shade. I swear that I could smell my flesh cooking after spending two hours in the blazing sun.
The second half commenced pretty much as the first one had ended, with Brackley on the attack.
James Armson almost levelled things up, twice as the Saints pushed on towards the goal that their fans were sitting nearest too, but his first attempt rolled just past the wrong side of the upright, that he actually smashed the ball against with his next effort; while David Gregory in the Bromley goal reacted quickly to block Adam Walker's shot from a tight angle.
Gleen Walker took the ball into the 'Lillywhites' area, as far as the dead ball line, before pulling it back to Armston who skewed his shot well off target when it probably looked easier to score.
Bromley enjoyed several large servings and second helpings of luck inside their own area, with Gregory working miracles for them in goal, and as the game went into stoppage time, it looked to all intents and purposes as if the dogged defensive resistance they had shown, especially during the second half, was going take them over the finishing line and up the stairs to collect the Trophy.
Four minutes into stoppage tome Matt Lowe's shot hit the left hand and ricocheted towards either Roger Johnson, who couldn't get out of the way and inadvertently nudged the ball into his own goal, or Gareth Dean who poked the ball past Gregory. Either way, we were about to at least another thirty minutes of action to enjoy.
90+6 Minutes: Brackley Town 1 v Bromley 1
Brackley deserved their chance to claim the result in extra time, but neither side added to the scoreline during the added thirty minutes... and the 2018 FA Trophy Final was going to be decided on penalties.
David Gregory saved the first kick by Shane Byrne, which Bromley had the upper hand, right until the end of  the allotted five kicks apiece, when Omar Bugiel put the ball wide.
So the drama extended into what is rather theatrically known as 'Instant Death'.
Jack Holland stepped forward... and with the pressure and burden on his shoulders, competing with the Wembley sunshine for it's intensity, he thumped Bromley's sixth penalty against the post.
Andy Brown was entrusted with what turned out to be the last kick and as Gregory moved fractionally one way, Brackley's second half substitute planted it the other... and the FA Trophy would be heading up the M40 tonight.
Full penalty shoot out details:
Brackley Town
Shane Byrne Saved, Aaron Williams scored, Steve Diggin scored, James Armson scored, Glenn Walker scored, Andy Brown scored
Bromley
Frankie Sutherland scored, Frankie Raymond scored, Brandon Hanlan scored, Josh Rees scored, Omar Bugiel missed, Jack Holland hit post
FT: Brackley Town 1 v Bromley 1 (AET)
Brackley Town won on penalties
I hope that Brackley enjoyed their celebrations, but I didn't hang about to watch them, my happy abode was still 144 miles away and I was already late for my tea.
Having only had to wait three minutes at Wembley Park station, for a 'purple line' train, they were still probably only half way round their lap of honour, when I sat down in a less than half full train to Newark that was only making one stop en route, at Grantham.
Giddy up! We're homeward bound.
Both games today were excellent entertainment and a joy to watch... and by my reckoning, the best two sides on the day both won too.
I'm looking forward to next year's showpiece event already, as long as that prolonged wait between the games issue is addressed by then. Just saying.

Saturday, 19 May 2018

Radcliffe Olympic 3 v Borrowash Victoria 1 - EMCL

Saturday 19th May 2018
East Midlands Counties League
At the Wharf Lane Recreation Ground
Radcliffe Olympic (0) 3
Craig Owen 63,74
Julian Joachim 88
Borrowash Victoria (0) 1
Callum Boddy 68 pen
Admission £5. Programme £1. Attendance 62
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Radcliffe Olympic:
Nick Eatough, Ben Maule, Sam Daws, Julian Joachim, Alex Purkis, Freddie Daws, Neil Grennan, Cole Maule, Rares Demeter, Craig Owen, Pierce Hallam
Subs - Jake Tavers, Josh Royce
Borrowash Victoria:
Louis Danvers, Callum Boddy, Kallum Greaves, Lee Welton, Sam Bagley, Adam Spencer, Josh Onions, Joe Turner, Mason Heys, Mark Raisin, Matt Lander
Sub - Gerry Moran
With Blaby & Whetstone Athletic FC having resigned from the EMCL back in March, the league structure currently consists of twenty one teams (but watch this space, because 'the times they are a changin') and following this result Radcliffe Olympic have ended their campaign in twenty first place, on fourteen points, while Borrowash Victoria finished twenty points, but only two places, above this afternoon's hosts.
Yet given their second half performance, on a red hot day in Radcliffe-on-Trent, I'm sure that most of the five dozen or so intrepid non league followers who turned out to watch this game, would've been surprised to read some of the above statistics, if they weren't already aware of Radcliffe's current predicament.
The first half had it's moments, but by and large, as a spectacle, it probably deserved to finish goalless.
But I would suspect the motivation factor for any of these players to run themselves to standstill, in a game with nothing resting on the outcome, in temperatures of up to 26°C (if the temperature gauge in my car was anything to go by), wouldn't have been particularly high.
But, when things did start to pick up, it was the home side who created the few chances that punctuated several lengthy lulls in the action; in the first instance when Rares Demeter was denied by a good block by the Vics keeper Louis Danvers and when Pierce Hallam got to the rebound first he stabbed the ball past the post.
Cole Maule made a forty yard run towards the Borrowash area, but Danvers reached the ball first on the edge of his area as the ball ran away from the Radcliffe number eight at the last moment.
(C) Maule was also involved in the next Radcliffe attack, knocking the ball over the visitors defence for Craig Owen to run onto, but he had strayed slightly offside and was flagged before he managed to strike the ball inside the six yard box (above).
Owen ventured forward on the right flank and almost put Neil Grennan, in on goal, but Kallum Greaves made a last ditch block and cleared the ball away at the expense of a corner.
Sam Daws took the flag kick and picked out Hallam, whose header fizzed past the upright, while (S) Daws went even closer when his long range shot skimmed the outside of the right hand post, moments before the whistle sounded for the interval.
HT: 0-0
Thankfully the second half was far better than the first.
Owen attempted to chip Danvers from five yards outside the Borrowash area... but lets put it down to the heat and rarefied air, that the ball arced away into the distance and only came to rest at the tea hut doors.
Ben Maule's long distance delivery was scrambled clear, as were balls into the Vics area from (C) Maule and a guy going by the name of Julian Joachim... and it wasn't just any old Julian Joachim, but the original old Julian Joachim, still donning his boots and plying his trade at forty four years of age.
Victoria were making their mark more after the break and threatened to take the lead, but Greaves curling free kick was, err... 'ever so slightly' off target. Right, lets have a water break while somebody runs off into the distance and recovers the ball.
Jake Tavers combined with Owen through the right channel towards the visitors goalmouth but Adam Spencer intercepted with a well time, firm but fair, tackle.
When you're doing a Ronseal advert at two,
but you're running the line at three.
Joachim added a touch of his esteemed pedigree to the proceedings, with a great diagonal pass to Owen, who avoided wandering offside before turning  sharply on the edge of the area, moved forward and belted the ball past Danvers to open the scoring on sixty four minutes.
Danvers and Joachim battled for a loose ball, that fell to Tavers, but Sam Bagley was covering his keeper and put his foot through the ball to get it out of the danger zone.
Borrowash moved quickly down to the far end of the pitch, turning defence into attack in a matter of moments, and as Radcliffe vaingloriously battled to clear their lines, the referee, Jordon Bancroft, spotted an infringement and awarded the away team a penalty, which Callum Boddy, knocked into the right hand side of the goal, while Nick Eatough went the other way.
Owen, who in the opinion of our gathering of sunburnt old gits was probably the man of the match, ran clear of his marker on the right flank and crossed towards Joachim, but Bagley slid to get in between them and managed to block the cross with his outstretched leg.
From the resulting corner, Owen made his move perfectly to make himself the time and space to meet (S) Daws delivery with a powerful downward header to put Radcliffe back in front.
Joachim almost netted a third for the home side, but he glanced his header wide from another great delivery by (S) Daws.
The live-wire Owen did really well to keep the ball in play in play on the byline and laid it back towards Tavers who opted to shoot instead of crossing, but probably wishes that he hadn't done.
Right at the death Joachim gambled and chased the ball as Lee Welton struggled to clear his lines, which gave the veteran striker an opportunity to pounce, take the ball towards Danvers and pick his spot, with an unstoppable finish.
I hope I'm still that nimble when I reach his age ;-)
It was too late for the Vics to get back into the game now... and too bloody hot for anybody to beg for the ref to add on any stoppage time. 
Well done to all concerned for the huge effort that they made to put on what eventually turned out to be a half decent game, on a day when teams elsewhere failed to even make up the numbers to fulfil fixture obligations, and the 'scorchio' weather painfully reminded everybody why football is a Winter game... and talk of playing in the Summer is, quite frankly, bloody stupid.
FT: Radcliffe Borough 3 v Borrowash Victoria 1
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