Everyone Active Stadium
The final day of my trip to Bristol would mean checking out some May Day football for a second consecutive year alongside Partizan Bristle, who was visiting his first "new" ground of the long weekend on our third outing in as many days. We'd already visited his two favoured teams in Bristol Rovers and Manor Farm, so it was time to be a bit more daring and try out a ground that neither of us had hopped to before- Clevedon Town's Everyone Active Stadium.
|Here we go again|
|The calm before the storm|
|You can't beat that warm Somerset welcome|
|14th vs 11th|
|Number 9 was so angry, he even conducted his own storm|
|It didn't, and therefore a Tuck Shop cuppa would have to do|
As half-time arrived, the remains of the blue skies disappeared and we therefore decided to move camp into the covered main stand. With not a beer in-sight, we finished off a tea a piece and soon enough it was game-on again. Almost as if to be timed perfectly with with the ref's whistle, the restart was met by the opening of a few quickfire showers. This didn't spoil the game though, and if anything it was the whistle-happy refereeing display in the second 45 that stopped the momentum building for either side on more than one occasion. Aside from a close headed effort from the Fry's number 7 and many a powerful drive from "Angry number 9", the chances were not forthcoming and the highlight of the second-half actually came from a standoff between the Linesman and one of the Subs down on the bench. After Mr. Lino ordered the chap to "shut up and sit down", time appeared to stop for a few moments before the Sub eventually took the advice begrudgingly- that could have ended differently.
Back on the pitch there was only a few minutes left and Wrington made one last push to grab an equaliser. The number 11 for the hosts took a long-range effort which was initially saved with comfort, before bobbling around the keeper and almost bouncing into his net. Close, but no cigar for the home side on this occasion and the full-time whistle blew just after the 90 minute mark. Tom turned to me and said "I'm guessing they don't bother with injury time at this level", and with that our ventures were over. After driving back over to Shirehampton to drop Tom off, I then headed back to Stoke where I knew that any future footballing outings for the season would be few and far between. For the rest of May I only have two definite trips planned- I'll be heading to Wembley with some of my good pals to see the Non-League Finals Day (No write-up to follow for this one) and then just a couple of days later I'll hopefully be at Dalymount Park for a much anticipated night out in Dublin to see Bohemian FC versus Limerick. Exciting times!
|Non-League Episode VII: Revenge of the Scary Lino|