|They've done it! Sholing FC on their way to The Arch!|
But...buzzing out for the second half, it was clear that something had changed. No longer the squirming larvae of the first half, Eastbourne had gone through several stages of insect life at half-time - the pupa, the chrysalis, the, er, thorax (??? check this...), until they emerged from the tunnel as fully grown adult hornets. And they were looking for revenge...
|Foxxy's going to Wembley!|
Eastbourne United Association FC (0) 2 v 4 (3) Sholing FC
FA Carlsberg Vase Semi-Final 2nd Leg
Saturday 5th April 2014
Programme: £1 (excellent)
Colours: White / black / black v Red and white stripes / white / red and white stripes
National Grid reference: TQ6200
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Their opponents were Eastbourne United Association (usually called just Eastbourne United), who were proper underdogs, playing at a level below Sholing in the second division of the Sussex League. Knocked out in the very first round last season at Dorking Wanderers, they had managed to beat seven opponents to reach the semis this time out. If the home side could win, they would be the first side from their county league to reach the FA Vase final in its forty year history, whereas Sholing would be the fourth side from the Wessex to get to the ultimate stage (Wimborne Town, Winchester City and AFC Totton being the other three).
Sholing and Eastbourne had drawn the first leg of this semi-final 2-2 last Saturday in Southampton, in what was a cracking game of football, according to reports (watch highlights here). And so it was all to play for, with a final at Wembley on May 10th against West Auckland for the winners.
|Lonely and neglected. Now outside the perimeter - Eastbourne UA's old terrace on the south side.|
|This was a covered terrace up until The Great Storm of 1987.|
There used to be an old wooden stand with a flower bed in front of it on the seaward side of the stadium (pictures of it can be seen on the second page of David Bauckham's Flickr set here). In front of the stand was the terrace which you can see in the upper of my two pictures above. These structures were some way from the pitch.
The stand has now been demolished, as has part of the old terrace. Shrubs in biodegradable plastic tubing have been planted in the building's place. So, shrubs and memories are all that remain of the old wooden structure, which was aged about 60 when it was put out of its misery.
On the landward side of the ground was another terrace (seen in the lower of the two photos above). This was apparently roofed until the Great Storm of 1987 decided that it should become an open standing area. Again, this would have been a long way from the action with the running track betwixt it and the football pitch.
|The BBC Radio Solent van parked outside the ground.|
But, of course, this kind of match is very much an exception for the average county league club, who would normally expect no more than 100 spectators at any match. Thus, the redeveloped ground is adequate for their needs (normally). The old running track has mostly been turfed over (only what I assume was the run-up to the long jump pit remains of the old athletics club within the new wooden perimeter fence).
There are two standard prefabricated stands At Eastbourne UA - one for sitting, and one for standing (identical to those at Sholing, Eversley & California, Kidlington, and many other clubs). The seats here are of the black and white tip-up plastic variety. I'd rather have seen the old wooden stand, but I can understand why the prefab shelters are so prevalent - insurance costs for a quirky hand-made arsonist-friendly wooden stand would probably make them unaffordable now. Not to mention the council's health & safety department having a word or two with the local planners...
So these days, it's goodbye to the fascinating likes of the stands (and sometimes whole grounds) of Benburb, March Town United and Welton Rovers, and hello to bland conformity - the football ground equivalent of identical industrial units and out of town mega-shopping barns in every town, everywhere. Forever.
But I do understand why it has to be done.
|"In the end, it was not to be..." Reporting for BBC Radio Sussex.|
Sholing's floppy-haired Lewis Fennemore broke forward on the right. A pro would have taken the ball to the corner flag and dithered around for a bit until an opposition player tapped his ankle. He would then have gone down writhing in mock agony whilst waving an imaginary card in the ref's face. But this is the Vase, where players are honest and true. Fennemore thought about the corner flag, but then he saw Lee Wort hanging around by the penalty spot. There was only one real option...
Sholing's Lambert, Lallana and Rodriguez all-rolled-into-one shot first time, hard towards the bottom corner, but a desperate white-shirted defender blocked his effort. Unfortunately for Eastbourne, the ball bobbled straight to substitute Nick Watts, who placed the ball low to the goalkeeper's left. The world stopped spinning for a third of a second whilst Watts committed the moment to his memory - a moment he'll remember on his dying day.
And then he sprouted wings and flew to the band of Sholing fans on the opposite touchline. Bunched together like a tightly-knit ball of elastic bands, they exploded, scarves swirling round like madcap Italian tifosis, fists punching the sky, a whirl of red and white energy unleashed and ecstatic. Players and fans embraced in a frenetic bundle of joy. To Wembley! One and all!
|Down comes the club entrance sign. Until the next match.|
Everyone will know about their spirit, their determination, their will-to-win. They'll be more popular, more admired and more trusted than any politician. Put £1m-rated keeper Matt Brown or tough-tackling centre-back Pete Castle up for election in Sholing or The Boatmen's spiritual home of Woolston and they'd romp home to victory. The good people of the east side would have their potholes fixed overnight; all dustbin lorries would be adorned with Boatmen colours; and there would be free poop scoops for all dog owners. All sorted by the local heroes.
Decent, clean and honest Boatmen. The Pride of Sholing.
|A club official tidies up the corner flags post-match.|
So, Watts, Webber and Wort are going to Wembley! Mason, Mason, Miller, McLean! Jarvis, Diaper and Sawyer! Castle, Carter and Cox! Bowers, Brewster, Bright and Brown! Fennemore and Foxxy! All Wembley-bound on May 10th! £15 for adults, £5 for juniors. Can you afford NOT to go?
See you there!