A goal up after 20 minutes, Sutton went on to produce a dire performance at the end of the first half and for the whole of the second half. With just 30% possession overall, and not a single attack on goal in the second half, I don’t know what went went wrong but it was not pretty.
Yesterday I had a day out with my son and son-in-law to the final of the EFL Trophy at Wembley Stadium. My local team, Sutton United, were in action.
It was my first visit to the new stadium and what a magnificent place it is. I had been to the old stadium three times, I think, having watched a schoolboy’s international and a couple of dull (as I recall) full internationals. Other than these games and a match at Fulham (!) it was quite an experience being at an event involving a large crowd (30,000). The full capacity is 90,000!
In these Covid times I was grateful for having chosen good (ie more expensive) seats, so we were sat in a quite sparsely populated area of the stadium. Nevertheless it was impossible not to be in close contact with crowds of people within the general area of the stadium as well as on public transport. Fingers crossed that we remain virus free!
It was a good game and Sutton were unfortunate to have had victory snatched away in the 96th minute of the match. A pizza and a pint at a pub near Waterloo Station rounded off a wonderful day. Apart from the result.
Match company in the form of my daughter’s husband made for a pleasurable afternoon at today’s home game. A sparkling first half saw Sutton go into half time with a 3-0 lead. A fourth goal finished the game and as it fizzled out there was a consolation goal for the visitors.
A tough game against top of the table Forest Green was only to be expected. Sutton had the edge in the first half and scored the opening goal. At the beginning of the second half it was almost as if there were two different teams on the pitch, and Forest Green scored after a dominating spell. It wasn’t looking good for the home team. A 90-second exciting spell for Sutton saw three goal-line saves, but as the game petered out, both sides were probably satisfied with the draw.
My first match in 2022 was a goal-less game between two teams near the top of the division. A good crowd of nearly 3,600 saw Sutton hang on for a draw after having a player sent off 15 minutes from the end. Overall, not a bad game. As a boy I may have watched Northampton play, having been taken to a match by my dad when he lived in Corby, Northamptonshire.
It’s been a long time since I last went to an evening football match. Sadly, Sutton were clearly the inferior team, and a grim, goalless second half ended a disappointing game and result. Still, it was fun to go to an evening match..
I can’t remember the last time I went to a football match – possibly a Premiership match at Fulham, 10 or more years ago. On a whim I decided today to go watch my local team, Sutton United (newly promoted into League 2 of the Football League) play a home match against faraway Carlisle. Sutton went on to win 4-0. It wasn’t a bad game but it was a great result. The picture below was taken after one of the goals.
I once went to a match with my dad. This was after he had separated from my mum. I can’t remember the actual teams but I think it was two of Corby, Kettering or Northampton. My dad lived in Corby. Today, my more-than-grown-up son who lives in Berlin messaged me in response to my messages re today’s match that “I would also like to go sometime!!!”. Back in 1989 (I had to look that date up) Sutton beat Coventry in a famous third-round FA Cup match, only to be slaughtered 8-0 in the following away match against Norwich. Me and my son went to both matches and if I remember correctly he was distraught by the drubbing in this fourth-round match. That was probably the last time I went to a match with my son. It would be nice to do it again, son.
It was interesting being at today’s match. There’s a lot of booting the ball forward and far more heading of the ball than I would consider healthy. The supporters at the match were predominantly male, middle-aged or older, bearded. Mums and dads came with their kids but most kids seemed disinterested in the match. I can’t believe how long people will queue for burger and chips, even during play. The players seemed to be more gentlemanly that players in the top divisions, which I appreciated. I’ll go again.