The Boost

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Monday 22nd August 2012 ko 11.00am

Mid-Wales League Division One

WELSHPOOL TOWN 3 (Longford 9 I Jones 31 Mitten 39)

LLANSANTFFRAID VILLAGE 5 (Austin 11secs 25 72 Clarke 2 Matthews 40)

Att 211

Entry/Programme Hop Ticket

Badge £3

So, the final day of the Welsh hop, and the club whose game was the most difficult to schedule. With Welshpool having played in the Welsh Premier League comparatively recently, a lot of hoppers would have already visited. As organisers we knew that if the game was scheduled either at 3pm on any day, or as the last fixture many hoppers would either go elsewhere or head for home. Revisits aren’t popular, but Welshpool are members of the league, and as such deserve a decent turnout as much as anyone else.

Those who saw Welshpool struggle to take a point off Llansantffraid in the reversed fixture on last year’s hop, saw just how badly they’ve fallen from grace. Ten days before that season they’d had no players and were close to folding. It was hardly surprising that they finished rock bottom of Division One and were spared relegation only because of there was no relegation from the Cymru Alliance, the league above. That season also saw Sky TV’s Chris Kamara guesting for the club when his tv commitments allowed. It provided some much needed publicity, and Chris and I were told by the club that Kamara was “..a joy to deal with.”

Of course a town the size of Welshpool should be able to sustain a club in a far higher league. The town is situated on the River Severn, and its propensity to flood gives it its the Welsh language name Y Trallwng, meaning ‘the marshy or sinking land.’ In fact until 1835 the English name was simply “Pool,” the “Welsh-” prefix being added to avoid confusion with Poole in Dorset.

Whilst Maes Y Dre was never really up to Welsh Premier ground standards, the ground being shared with cricket, there’s a lot to like here. The most obvious is the large pitched-roof stand, although you do have to be careful how you pick your seat, some are broken, others have little leg-room, it offered plenty of cover on a wet day. The cricket pavilion balcony on an opposite corner also served useful purpose. Behind and to the left The Long Mountain (Cefn Digoll) provided a spectacular backdrop.

The club worked hard at their morning. There were bacon rolls, together with Barra Brith and Welsh cakes (The Mid Wales League took Chris’ comment that he loves Welsh cakes totally at face value – barely a club failed to have them on sale!). I enjoyed a cup of tea, before helping out with the line-ups board. Unusually I was able to grab a seat just before kick-off.

That proved to be no bad thing as Llansantffraid scored after a mere 11 seconds, Wayne Austin gliding through a space where a right back should have been to open the scoring. He set up Oliver Clarke a minute later for the second, but after that a shell-shocked Welshpool began to find their feet. James Longford reduced the arrears before Austin restored the 2 goal lead. Clearly defending was not a priority as Ian Jones scored following a corner, then George Mitten’s superb strike almost unbelievably saw Welshpool draw level. It didn’t last, as the sieve-like home defence opened up once again a minute later,  to allow Iwan Matthews a free shot to make it 3-4 at half-time.

Much as the travellers would have liked it to have been the case, a 7-goal half was never likely to be repeated, and the teams noticeably tightened things up, as the rain fell. There remained the formality of Wayne Austin completing his hat-trick which he did without a fuss, to make it clear what those present had long since known. That is had Welshpool concentrated for the first 10 minutes they may well have got something from this game. Still, unlike the evidence of their hop fixture last year, this time they do at least have something to work with. I wish them well.

Two paths you can go by

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Sunday 28th August 2012 ko 6.30pm

Mid-Wales League Division 2

MACHYNLLETH 0

KERRY 4 (M Mumford 28p 36 Vickers 71 L Mumford 89) M Mumford missed penalty 63

Att 347

Entry/ Programme Hop Ticket

Tea 50p

Raffle £1

Team Sheet 20p

Poster 50p

Hog Roast £2.50

I suppose the first question you have to answer is this one. ” Mach-unt-leth!” Not exactly, but hopefully you get my drift! After the fireworks at Aberdyfi we headed back inland and soon arrived at the town that was the seat of Owain Glyndŵr’s Welsh Parliament in 1404, and as such claims to be the “Ancient capital of Wales”. However, it has never held any official recognition as a capital, but you are still very much in “Welsh Wales,” here. In more recent times Jimmy Page and Robert Plant wrote the Led Zeppelin classic “Stairway to Heaven,” at the 18th century Bron-Yr-Aur cottage near the town.

At Cae Glas there was no lack of activity as the club made the most of their opportunity. A hog roast had a near-permanent queue, and the two girls selling raffle tickets should go into business, they were so persuasive! Mach were the only club to sell teamsheets, and there were so many prizes for the raffle it took more than half-time to complete the draw. Chris and I helped out with the line-ups board, and noticed that the crowd count would take time, the place was getting quite full!

The little stand filled quickly and I propped myself against its wall to watch the game and chat to the club officials. They soon became dismayed as Kerry’s tactics became all to clear. They simply waited until Mach attacked, looked for any weakness at the back when they did, and ruthlessly counter-attacked, Matt Mumford open the scoring with a penalty, and soon broke clear to make it 2-0. Mach certainly didn’t ever look a side destined to be on the wrong side of a heavy home defeat, but try as they might the goals kept coming.

The second half followed the same blueprint, Kerry even being able to miss a penalty. Luke Vickers was put clean through top make it 0-3 and the coda of Luke Mumford firing home for the winner was a fair summary of what had preceded. Still Machynlleth’s fans and committee smiled, made new friends, and probably realise that few other clubs will come to Cae Glas this season and come away with three points.

The Bells of Aberdovey

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Sunday 26th August 2012 ko 3.00pm

Mid-Wales League Division One

ABERDYFI 6 (Holt 43p 77p 90 L Rickard 46 Smith 89 B Richards 90)

BONT 5 (Marsh 18 Thomas 21 Hughes 28p 78 Lee 31)

Att 324

Entry/Programme Hop Ticket

Badge £3

From Bryncrug it didn’t take long to reach the seaside town of Aberdyfi, or Aberdovey if you’d prefer the Anglicised version. This pretty town is the southern-most point of Gwynedd and the Snowdonia National Park, and the hills at the edge of town act as a reminder of the mountains to the north and east.

The village is the subject of the folk song, “The Bells of Aberdovey,” and refers to the legend of a submerged former kingdom of Lowland Hundred beneath Cardigan Bay, and its bells which, it is said, can be heard ringing beneath the water.

The Penrhos Field is on the main road in town, and is close to the railway station. There’s not much in the way of facilities, just the one viewable side, and a couple of bus shelters for cover. What makes the place is the hilly backdrop with its pastel-coloured houses complete with one resident watching the game through binoculars! Continue reading

Stop me and buy one

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Sunday 26th August 2012 ko 11.30am

Mid-Wales League Division One

TYWYN/BRYNCRUG 4 (Edmondson 27 Holt 42 54 Grant 44p)

BOW STREET 0

Att 267

Entry/Programme Hop Ticket

Badge £3

Ice Cream £1

Sunday beckoned, and its a factor of the longer hops that you inevitably feel slightly more tired than the day before. Not great when there’s two full days’ hopping left! Still, the weather was glorious, and there was a happy hubbub on my coach as Alan left Newtown and headed west to the Gwynedd coast.

Perhaps it was fortune, or Minsterley Coaches supplying the perfect man for the job, but I soon spotted that Alan wasn’t bothering with either a map or sat-nav. I asked if he was happy where he was going, and he said,”

“Absolutely! I’ve played at most of these grounds, I’m just trying to remember whether this one’s on the left or right side of the road!”

Now, just for the record, it was on the right, and Alan had guessed correctly, so we pulled into Cae Chwarae in plenty of time to meet the club officials and see what was on offer.

Nowadays Tywyn is a tourist haven, but in 1990 a high tide and rough seas caused the town’s flood defences to be breached.  4 square miles of land was flooded, affecting 2,800 properties and causing areas of the resort to be evacuated. The coastal defences have since been reconstructed and significantly enhanced as a result.

Even though the football club plays a mile or two north at Bryncrug (pronounced Brin-creeg) its Tywyn that provides the identity, and a particularly delicious honey flavoured ice cream that sold very well for £1. Bryncrug’s history is a little more puritan, being where Mary Jones settled after famously walking barefoot for 25 miles from Llanfihangel-y-Pennant to Bala, in order to buy a bible.

Referee Mark Farington seemed totally unconcerned as he let Chris jot down the line-ups to put on our new whiteboard. I got the distinct impression that he’d have approached the game the same if there’d had been 20, 200, or 20,000 present.

I had just enough time to explore my surroundings before kick-off; there’s only 2 sides available for viewing, and a steward assiduously patrolled behind a goal lacking a rail. There’s a small 50 seat stand set at an angle to the pitch, that had its view impeded by the sheer number of hoppers present. I didn’t get to see much of the game during the first half, what with chatting with Paul from the North-West Counties League, and to club officials, and doing the crowd count. The warm weather made for a pleasant morning’s viewing, and everything was going swimmingly.

Still, I did get to see Bow Street have a goal disallowed for a dubious looking offside, before Tywyn took the game by the scruff of the neck. Mark Edmondson’s strike gave them the lead and two goals just before half-time ended Bow Street’s interest in the tie.

After the break I did get to see more of the game, and Paul Tolchard very kindly helped me to fill in the gaps. The law of sod, of course means that the bit you can see is never as good as the bit you missed!

Captain Matthew Jones was clearly leading from the front and Tywyn clearly decided to tighten up and defend what they’d got. Bow Street tried hard but found no answer to some stout defending, and you wondered at what point they would over-commit themselves.

Unfortunately for them that happened within 10 minutes of the restart, Ben Holt taking advantage of some slack defending. The remainder of the game saw Tywyn dominating and it always looked inevitable that our little run of both teams scoring would end.

Near the end I spied Taunton-based Martin Bamforth looking rather nonplussed, I asked why, and he revealed why. He’d won a spoon on the club’s tombola, but wondered he he needed to enter again to win the knife and fork!

Trying not to laugh, I found Alan and Clive, as they’d had to a park up a short distance from the ground and gathered everyone for the short trip south to Aberdyfi. The day was shaping up nicely.

 

 

Bibliophile

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Saturday 25th August 2012 ko 7.30pm

Mid-Wales League Division 2

HAY ST MARYS 3 (K Jones 26 Goodwin 44p 49)

TALGARTH TOWN 2 (Perry 7 Brooks 87)

Att 317

Entry/Programme Hop Ticket

Badge £3

A quirk of the journey from Presteigne to Hay-on-Wye, is that you spend the vast majority of it in England, ducking back across the Wye only to enter this pretty bibliophile town. That’s right, Hay is Wales’ book town, the English and Scottish equivalents being Sedbergh and Wigtown. It is Hay though which started the practice, although there’s more to the place than just the 30 or so second hand bookshops.

There’s two castles, which as the border has moved over the centuries, have frequently changed hands. The town only really settled down when Wales was taken over by King Edward I Longshanks Continue reading

Festival

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Saturday 25th August 2012 ko 4.30pm

Mid-Wales League Division 2

PRESTEIGNE ST ANDREWS 5 (Crow 7 Girolami 9 Roberts 18 56 D Evans 65)

RHOSGOCH RANGERS 5 (T Lloyd 24 Doman 45 L Davies 50 McQueen 78 L Jones 90)

Att 260

Entry/Programme Hop Ticket

Badge £1

Pint Glass £2

The small town of Presteigne is close to the border with England, and these days is very much a gateway to the Principality. Its name in Welsh is Llanandras which gives the ground its name, and the most notable building is the local church of St Andrew, which contains Anglo-Saxon elements. It’s the church that spawned the club, and gives it its suffix. Land owned by Captain Lewis RN was used to hold first Italian and then German POW’s during the Second World War and this land is now Llanandras Park.

It’s a set-up clearly capable of staging football at far higher level than the club’s lowly position. In fact Presteigne were scheduled to be on the very Mid-Wales hop, but an away draw at Ammanford in the Welsh cup put paid to any notion Continue reading

Above & Beyond

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Saturday 25th August 2012 ko 1.45pm

Mid-Wales South League

RADNOR VALLEY 2 (Layton-Morris 33 Matthews 41)

NEWCASTLE 3 (Oxford 22 26 Price 47)

Att 212

Entry/ Programme by Hop Ticket

Badge £3

Another first for the hop on this game, the first ever international! New Radnor may be a mere 16 miles from Newcastle-on-Clun, but the latter is on Shropshire, England, and the club plays in Wales by convenience. That convenience doesn’t look all that convenient as Newcastle won the league last season but were refused promotion to to the Mid Wales League….because they’re English! Continue reading

Canter

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Saturday 25th August 2012 ko 11am

Mid Wales South League

PENYBONT 8 (Ruell 5 J Bufton 12 Stephens 21 29 Farmer 21 25 K Bufton 76 79)

ST HARMON 1 (Martin 45)

Att 257

Entry/ Programme by Hop Ticket

Badge £3

When my alarm sounded at the Dolforwyn Hotel , I made a beeline for the window, I really didn’t want rain! Avoiding Martin Bamforth’s gaze, he was out having an early cigarette, I was pleased and relieved to see a glorious sunny day. That changed at Penybont, but fortunately there was enough cover for everyone to shelter.

The first two games today saw the hop dip down into one of the Mid-Wales feeders for the first time. This was due to the club we were due to visit, Knighton deciding 2 months earlier that the town’s annual carnival taking place on their pitch over August Bank Holiday would mean that football couldn’t be played on it! In the end it all worked out in the hop’s favour, as we got two grounds in place of one, and still have Knighton to visit on a “Hop-up” at a later date.

The Powys village is the source of the A488, but it was the A44 which also runs though the village which was the key to the day’s hopping, all the grounds were on the road, allowing a straightforward 4 games in a day. The village used to be a centre for sheep and cattle sales, but it now best known for its trotting Continue reading

Steamed Up!

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Friday 24th August 2012 ko 6.30pm

Mid-Wales League Division 2

LLANFAIR UNITED 4 (G Jones 13 80 Gethin 24 74)

ABERMULE 1 (Anthony 31)

Att 261

I should start by declaring an interest in the next 11 articles. The Welsh Hop is organised by GroundhopUK and I am Chris Berezai’s deputy. So what you read will be very much from the perspective of the organiser!

In this case it meant being at the hop base, The Dolforwyn Hall Hotel, near Newtown, around 11am. That’s been the hop’s home for the last 3 years, this year sadly being the last, as we’ve run out of clubs in the Mid-Wales League! Still this year’s event was a good chance to go out with a bang, and with a record number of pre-booked tickets sold, and a second coach in operation for the first time, we were good to go. Continue reading

The Aylesbury Ring

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Thursday 23rd August 2012 ko 6.30pm

Pre-season Friendly

LONG MARSTON 10 (13 15 23 27 32 33 47 57 64 80)

LONG MARSTON RESERVES 3 (39 41 46)

Att 5 (h/c)

The idea of this was to find a game so as to avoid getting to Lee and Gilly’s in Southam too early. I should explain; they very kindly offered to put me up in so as to give Lee and I a shorter journey the next day to Newtown for the weekend’s Welsh groundhop. The thing is that they only got married in June, and this weekend would be their first apart since the wedding. They’d said nothing, but for me the obvious thing to do was to give them as much time as possible, and since when do I need an excuse to find a game?

Salvation came in the form of the Milton Keynes Chuckle Brothers, James Rennie and Chris Garner. Long Marston vs Pitstone, Ivinghoe and Cheddington United. The latter is a team formed to make use of the ground built for Spartan South Midland League Pitstone and Ivinghoe but with a pitch that’s too small for the league’s requirements.

Long Marston represents a place I worked at around 20 years ago. Not much has changed, it’s still just about in Hertfordshire, and is found on the easternmost tip of the Aylesbury ring, a 31 mile walking tour that is never more than 5 miles from the Buckinghamshire town. The village was the scene of the last witch-lynching in the UK in 1751. Continue reading