Showing posts with label Reading. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Reading. Show all posts

Wednesday, 11 April 2007

Charlton versus Reading match report


As promised, here is my match report from the Charlton v Reading game... have a read, let me know what you think...

NO HAIR RAISER!
Nervy affair causes Pardew to reflect on some “Grey Matters”
By James Warner

“This job is reflected in our hair colour” – wise words from one grey haired Alan Pardew after his side failed to capitalise on fellow relegation strugglers having dropped points. His side had the chance to pull clear of Sheffield United who now have, what could prove to be, a very valuable game in hand, but they showed promise throughout the game without never looking like scoring, they had the build up, most of it coming from counter-attacking movements, but they could not find the clinical finish.
This really was a crunch tie for both these teams, Reading wanting to push for Europe in their first ever season in the top flight and for Charlton, battling to avoid the drop.
The Charlton fans seemed up for the game even before the teams set to the field with cries of “We are staying up” echoing around a packed Valley. They have been Charlton’s twelfth man through out this campaign and even when things where looking beyond repair, they kept their team going. The term is used a lot but they really have been superb.
Right from the word go the players looked to be responding in kind to the fans support, winning an early corner, from which Talal El Karkouri was inches from tucking away, the ball smashing the crossbar and rebounding agonisingly close to the goal line.
The players had previously been on the back foot for the first few minutes but this was a spur for the next ten minutes of Charlton pressure, in which Darren Bent nearly found Ambrose after a break was made by the other Bent, Marcus. With Reading clearly on the back foot, Coppell looked disjointed.
He must have scared the players into a reaction because by this time Reading where swinging the pendulum right back the other way, and by the time Alex Song received and early booking, Charlton where looking rattled. Reading came close with a dazzling run by their speedy Korean, Seol, forcing Scott Carson into a decent save. By the time the half time whistle went, you could almost feel the frustrating outcome of this game as if it had already happened, Graham Poll not helping matters, giving needless free kicks, and slowing down the tempo and flow of the game.
As the second half kicked of, Charlton fans where not at their usual selves, becoming drowned out by a newly awaken set of Reading fans in the corner of the Jimmy Seed stand.
The increasing frustration was beginning to tell on the players as Song was pulled up for one or two niggling fouls. He had to be careful. Alan Pardew had to do something but with two substitutes already having been used, and a player about to be sent off for persistent fouling, he replaced Alex Song with Matt Holland. This seemed to lift the fans spirits a bit and the players too, tackles flying around and players committing themselves to the job in hand. Souleymane Diawara was having an absolute stormer at the back for Charlton and that didn’t change as he continued to make last ditch tackles and clearances.
Twenty minutes to go and at last some action, Darren Bent down the Charlton right, tries to win a corner from Bikey, only to have the ball rebound and hit him in the face and go behind for a goal kick. The game was really starting to become a bore. And it really did seem like it was going to be a famous bore-draw. Or rather not so famous.
The game sprung to life again with a fierce effort from Nicky Shorey which saw Carson scrambling across his goaline, followed by a chorus of “Shorey for England” from the Reading fans. Then a minute or two later, Hunt was found unmarked at the back post, but the Irishman failed to capitalise, summing up an evening of missed or even uncreated chances for both sides.
The frustration began to tell on all the fans faces as both teams seemed to be settling for the draw, one last chance to snatch the points perhaps, as Luke Young comes bursting down the right flank, only Zheng in the box but he managed to find him with an inch perfect cross, only for the China captain to blow his moment of glory with a tame effort straight into the hands of Marcus Hahnemann. I could see looks of disappointment on the faces of every Chinaman in the ground.
Towards the end El Karkouri suffered a rare rush of blood to his usual cool and collected head, as the Moroccan shoved Shane Long in the box, causing rushes of blood elsewhere with Charlton hearts in mouths. Graham Poll, unusually, giving nothing on this occasion.
In the end, both sides will probably settle for a point though in truth, three would have been better all round. If Charlton’s season ends like this, Pardew will have no hair left to turn a different colour. Not exactly what you would call “hair raising”.
On the other hand it was another well earned point on the way to Charltons Premiership survival.

©James Warner 2007

Tuesday, 10 April 2007

Welcome

Hello, Welcome to my blogging page. My name is James Warner and i would like to hope i can become a Sports journalist in the future, this is kind of why i have decided to set this up now. I have already written one match report which i will post on here in 1 or 2 days time for everyone to have a look at. My mum works for the PA (Press Association) which may help me to add various contacts and it was suggested to me that i have a go at blogging, so i thought, why not?

A bit more about me, i live in Ramsgate kent but am from nearer south London and i spend most of or a lot of my free time at football matches. I have to admit that i probrably should cut back a bit but why? I enjoy it.

The weekend just gone was another football packed few days, starting with my first visist to manchester and the City of Manchester Stadium or what is now known as Eastlands. Of course this was to see Charlton play, a game which had nil-nil written all over it and i knew it, nearly everyone knew it but we were all determined not to show it. We had some belief, not much mind you. Of course, it did disappoint, with the highlight of the game coming when a Manchester City fan had to be woken up after the final whistle, which just about summed up the whole day, boring tiresome and not really worth it. The only other time i was smiling was when a steward kept repeatedly saying "could you take your seats pleeeeease?" in a highly amusing Manc accent, only for Charlton fans to reply "stand up if you love Charlton" or "if your staying up", or "yeh o'corse mate, where'd you wan' it takin'?"

The next day was not a very succesfull but eventfull day. Being woken by my phone and a friend on the other end asking me if i wanted to go and invade the pitch at Dagenham and Redbridge, and so being the hooligan that i am i of course obliged and we made our way up to Dagenham. We worked out that we would be around 20mins late after kick off but this was not the case, due to unforseen train hiccups (bloody London transport) and an unlicenced taxi driver trying his hardest to charge us 20 quid for a 10 minute drive, we turned up at the ground 15 minutes before the end, then we discover that the game was a sell out, well who would have thought it, the first time Dagenham are going to get promoted to the football league, a sell out??? NEVER!!! I could have killed my mate. We found a side gate and slipped in but nothing much happened until the final whistle. Then i found myself covered in champaigne and being bundled left, right and centre as we invaded the pitch. Good fun it was.

Monday and another football match, a good game, Charlton v Reading, but obviously after the weekend i'd had i could have put my house (if i had one) on it being nil-nil! How could i not see it?? Oh well. There's always next time, as they say. The highlight has got to be after the game when i ran into Alex Song, and Souleymane Diawara! Got their autographs and then saw the Reading team bus leave, minus Steve Coppel who left on his own in his Bentley.

Match report of this game will follow shortly...

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