Ballymena United 1 Crusaders 1 27-11-2010
It’s a strange World indeed, when your main talking point of the weekend is the weather and not your customary bad refereeing performance , tactical mistakes , team selections and the dastardly actions of your given foe of the day!
The scene at half-time
Of course, we still have time to debate all these issues , but when the frozen white stuff lands on our doorstep of a weekend , you can feel the collective sharp intake of breath, by men, the length and breadth of these Island Nations. Postponement! A word that strikes terror into the heart of any right-minded, red-blooded male. Especially at this time of year!
Saturday afternoon. The one day of relief from the mundane humdrum that shackles us men to the responsibilities of family and working life. Our solace, where we partake of our manly pursuits. Re-enacting scenes handed down from generation to generation . Whether it’s in the bar, on the terraces or pinning your hopes on picking the winner of the 4.20 at Doncaster. For any man , it’s a right of passage. There’s no worse fate for any man , than the sheer panic that a postponement brings. That time when a man gets to hear those three little words that can bring a sweat on in the coldest of climates. No, not I love you, but let’s go shopping!
Pity the fools, I often think , as I see them shuffling along like the nodding wee lap dogs that their partners have moulded them into.
Three Quarters of all conversations between strangers must start with a conversation about the weather. It’s an easy one to break the ice with (excuse the pun!). Guaranteed , the weather was on all our lips on Saturday morning.
Alan Black’s 11.30am pitch inspection must have caused some severe scrotum tightening down the Shore Road. Not unsurprisingly his opinion on the pitch differed from all those around him. I wouldn’t be surprised if he got some perverse pleasure at the thought of some of us having to endure Smyth’s Toystore, instead of Smyth’s clearances, Next Underwear , instead of our next pint. Thankfully, both sides insistence in giving the match referee , Stephen Wetherall the final say paid dividends.
He'll make you look white!
The game itself was positive enough. Both sides made best use of the conditions. We deserved our first half lead. They deserved their equalizer.
Major talking points.
Chris Morrow got upset with a flailing elbow from Andy Smith, nothing too serious. We got the half time scare with the blizzard delaying the start of the second half. Ten minutes clearing the lines sorted that out. Ryan Berry scored a great equalizer. I was pleased for the lad. His career had stalled at Glentoran and the last we saw of him was being stretchered off in last years Irish cup game v Coagh Utd at Seaview.
Caddell picked up his obligatory yellow card , the referee had a momentary feel in his pocket for a second one, which would have been harsh and he got the shepherd’s crook. Bit surprised that Owens dropped back into his midfield slot with Arthurs up top when there was a midfielder in Montgomery on the bench. Maybe Baxter isn’t as quick at giving youth its chance as Dr Brodie eulogized later that evening.
Highlight of the day was the snowball fight in the stand. You’re definitely in the grip of old age if you lose that desire to throw a snowball! I think our aging Stewards weren’t too happy though . Fully expect a letter of complaint to land at my door any day soon. It’s easier than dealing with the perpetrators at source.
All that snow does have its advantages though. You can’t see the weeds in my garden today!
See you all the same place, same time, next week.