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Sunday, 7 February 2016

Hull Kingston Rovers V Castleford Tigers, 7 February 2016

When Hull’s bid to be UK City of Culture 2017 was announced as being successful there was some ridicule from the Metropolitan Elite.  It wasn’t confined to London and the South East, even further North there was some scoffing but probably of the more good- natured sort.  Ironically much of the criticism and putting down of the city comes from people who have never been here.  Hull is a city of culture though and I am confident that we shall show the rest of the UK what they are missing.  It is also a great city of sport with Hull City top of the Championship and two teams in Rugby League’s Superleague.  Whilst they have not sampled much by way of success and trophies they have vociferous and loyal supporters.

Forty years ago I was rugby league mad going to all Hull Kingston Rovers home games and away games when we could organise transport, not easy without a car.  This phase went on until a disastrous challenge cup final defeat against Castleford in 1986.  By then teams were changing from being mainly local lads to a mix of players from all over the North, Australia and New Zealand and more seemed to be playing for themselves (and the cash) than the shirt.  Work and studying for professional exams started to get in the way and so I felt if it didn’t really matter to them then it didn’t matter to me.  Perhaps that was petulance on my part in not moving with the times.  I did occasionally go but I’d lost the bug.

Financial problems then came and the plan became to sell Craven Park the ramshackle but full of character ground on Holderness Road to the Co-op so they could build a supermarket and relocate to a new ground off Preston Road. Funnily enough the location was my old Greatfield High School playing field.  The ‘New Craven Park’ or to give it its official posh title the ‘KC Lightsteam Stadium’ was opened in 1989.  This coincided with a poor period on field but a lot of hard work Superleague status was achieved in 2007.

In the 30 years that have passed since I was last a regular match goer the game has changed significantly and in my opinion often not for the better.  The scrum is a joke and there seems to have been a switch from skill, guile and technique to more power and pure athleticism.  Steveo and Eddie do over do the flogging of the game on Sky, largely by going on about how brilliant Wigan are, but I decided to bury the hatchet this season and get a season ticket.
Today is the first game of the season and seemingly fitting that it should be against Castleford who we gave Wembley victory to on that day 30 years ago.

Before kick-off Andy Bell or Erasure fame came on pitch to sing Respect, the song of theirs which was covered as the official Hull Kingston Rovers Wembley song.  He gave a spirited rendition in the cold weather and was well received by both sets of fans.  Again the 30 year theme coming back with Erasure just starting to become a big time act around then.

The first half started fairly evenly.  Then around ten minutes in the rain started and the swirling wind made conditions very difficult.  My local school days knowledge told me that the wind tends to blow in a Northerly direction and this played a part in my seat selection in the North Stand, row J.  Sure enough the wind blew the rain in under the roof but it didn’t quite reach row J!  On field Castleford were coping better and Solomona went in after a neat move and the try was converted.  Rovers on the whole tackled well but were making too many errors.  They did persevere though and Donaldson force over just before half time.  Mantellato added the extras and they went in 6-6 at half time.

Time for a reviver!  As it was a special day I had a wee dram of something special in my pocket;  Clynelish 14yo.  Not a whisky you see often in supermarkets and one not easy to get much south of £40 a bottle.  Just the sort of thing you need on a cold day!  The taste is vanilla with hints of citrus and a spicy finish but little or no peat. 

The second half started badly for Rovers with a string of mistakes leading to a simple try for Webster a former Red n White himself.  The suitably named Gale added the conversion and Castleford were 6 points up again.  Rovers battled on and were rewarded when a good passing move put Mantellato in at the corner but he failed to add the extra 2 points.  Castleford remained the better side but Rovers tackled well and put up dogged resistance until Webster went in for a second but this time the conversion was missed.  The 6 point lead restored.  Then perhaps the key moment came when Solomona tried to barge his way over for Castleford from a short way out and was held up well by Cockayne who had previously made costly errors in the match.

Rovers looked tired and disorganised but there was still a few minutes to salvage something from the game.  That happened with little more than a couple of minutes to go when Mantellato was sent in at the corner for his second.  As he was teeing up his conversion the klaxon went so he had this kick to salvage a point; which he did.  A point stolen by Rovers and a point carelessly thrown away by Castleford.  The conditions prevented it from being a great game but it proved to be one with some drama.

So what do I conclude from the match? 

Poor game management continues.  On what was a tight match both teams had many chances to drop a goal which would have proved the winner but neither even attempted one.

Rovers need to work on cutting out the errors and trying to speed play up, though the Referee Mr Silverwood didn’t help by being very lenient on Castleford’s holding down in the tackle something he didn’t allow by Rovers.  He remains frustratingly inconsistent.

Sometimes even stealing a draw can feel like a victory!

Hull KR (6) 16
Tries: Donaldson, Mantellato 2 Goals: Mantellato 2
Castleford (6) 16
Tries: Solomona, Webster 2 Goals: Gale 2
Teams
Hull KR: Sio; Cockayne, Minns, Thornley, Mantellato; Blair, Kelly; Tilse, Lawler, Allgood, Horne, Clarkson, Greenwood.  Replacements: Mulhern, Donaldson, Green, Boudebza.
Castleford Tigers: Dorn; Monaghan, Crooks, Shenton, Solomona; Roberts, Gale; Millington, McShane, Cook, Holmes, McMeeken, Jewitt.  Replacements: Boyle, Milner, Moors, Webster.
Attendance: 11,011
Links:
BBC (thanks for the team details) http://www.bbc.co.uk/sport/rugby-league/35475053
Hull Kingston Rovers http://www.hullkr.co.uk/
Castleford Tigers http://www.castigers.com/


Sunday, 17 January 2016

Hull City V Charlton Athletic – Saturday 16 January 2016

Hull City
McGregor, Odubajo, Maguire, Davies Robertson (Taylor - 81') Snodgrass Livermore (Huddlestone - 61'), Hayden, Clucas, Diamé, Hernández (Aluko - 70')
Unused substitutes: Meyler, Jakupovic,  Akpom,  Elmohamady
Charlton Athletic
Henderson, Solly, Johnson, Williams (Fox - 59 ),Lennon, Cousins, Poyet (Vaz Te - 81'), Jackson, Gudmundsson, Vetokele (Umerah - 66'), Harriott 
Unused substitutes:Vaz Te, Sarr, Makienok, Charles-Cook, Pope

Not the greatest start to the day.  I’m due in Belgium on business next week and none of my suits fit me.  Well at least there was the football to look forward to.  On paper a simple three points for City, Charlton were going through a rough patch conceding five against Huddersfield midweek and Coral priced City at 1/3.  This being Hull City though, nothing should be taken for granted.  Earlier in the season they had suffered defeat at the Valley and as Charlton had just sacked another of their managers there was the risk of ‘new manager bounce’ which we have a history of succumbing to.


In an attempt to tackle the ever expanding girth I would walk to the KC (as I usually do).  Half way seemed a good point to stop for a pint or two, well it is Saturday.  I stopped at the Whalebone which is one of the two remaining pubs down Wincolmlee on the industrial part of the banks of the River Hull.  At one time there had been many more pubs in the area and there are framed photographs on the walls of the Whalebone of some those long gone pubs along with football and rugby memorabilia.  I had been in here many years ago when it was a Tetley house but it was now a free house with seven hand-pumps severing real ale as well as two ciders or perries.  It was Hull & East Yorkshire Branch of CAMRA Hull pub of 2014 and is a friendly, tidy place with a log fire adding to the cosy feel on a cold winter’s day.  I had a very nice pint of the topically named Phoenix Flash Flood and followed with Timothy Taylor Landlord.  If real ale is your thing it is well worth a visit.

Charlton took to the pitch wearing a rather nice white shirt with a red sash, reminiscent of the Peru national side of 1978 when they pissed on Ally Macleod’s porridge, albeit with natty red shorts and socks.  Sadly this Charlton side are no Peru of 1978 vintage; they could barely manage a Paddington Bear hard stare between them.  I secretly like kits with a sash, they seem bold if a bit ‘Fancy Dan’.  If you wear one you really should play expansive football with a certain swagger not like a bunch of junior majorettes at a country fair.

The tone of the match was set as early as the 9th minute when Abel Hernández stole the ball, pouncing like a Jack Russell terrier on a rat, from some sloppy defending just in the Charlton half and he was away.  Abel has lots of pace and I thought he had taken it too far, going to the left he casually slotted home side footed.  Sadly for Charlton the day wouldn’t get any better.  Hernández’s second on 16 minutes curled into the top corner from the edge of the box.  Then on 33 minutes Robert Snodgrass got in on the act curling one in from the right hand corner of the box, his second for the club and first from open play.  This was effectively game over, but there was more to come.  On 39 minutes Hernández was presented a good chance in the box and duly completed his first hat-trick in league football.

Half time came as a blessed relief for Charlton and gave the spectators a chance to warm up.  Despite a polo shirt, hoodie, coat, City scarf and Yorkshire baseball hat the cold had leeched into the bones.  Time for a life giving half time dram!

Glen Moray is one of the cheaper bottles of malt to be found on the supermarket shelves, but don’t let that put you off.   It is mellowed in chardonnay casks as part of its maturation period leaving a smooth slightly sweat finish.  Sometimes complexity is not what you are looking for and this is a good beginner’s whisky or as Rab C Nesbitt would put it a fine breakfast whisky.  It hit the spot for me!

The teams came out for the second half, Hull City first, Charlton a good few seconds later minus their goalkeeper, who appeared much later to ironic cheers.  It was understandable that he wanted to dwell it was not a great afternoon for him.

The second half started much the way the first ended.  On 58 minutes Mo Diamé scored with a cracker from the edge of the box after some scruffy approach play.  Both sides then made substitutions and the game started to fizzle out but there was one further goal in the 80th minute when Isaac Hayden’s strong short was deflected in.

So what can be concluded from the match?  Hull City may be over their December form blip; this remains to be seen.  Charlton were abject, I guess 0-5 and 0-6 defeats in a week will affect you.  The shame was that not so many years ago Charlton were a decent, likeable, well run club and no true football fan wants to see them in their current state.  The owners need to instil some order and consistency before it gets too late.






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