Heavy Defeat For Old Meads
Amateur Football Combination Premier Division: Old Hamptonians 9 (yes 9!) Old Meadonians 0
It has also inclined towards swings and roundabouts: Three or so years ago Hamptonians beat Meads on artificial turf 5-0 which was a sobering but nonetheless surmountable setback and more recently the knife edge, dog-eat-dog element to intense competition in the league had Hamptonians being relegated, only for the U.S. Cavalry to rescue them in the form of a premier division club folding for them to bounce back. This season Hamptonians who have demonstrated their resilience following their near death experience, have been prominent contestants among the top three league places and, in the process have also proffered a warning in the shape of a healthy goal difference, testifying to a free-scoring attack, but nothing to presage the virtual avalanche on Saturday.
This score-line is rare, if not unknown for a match in the Premier Division of the A.F.C. and, in almost twenty years of continuous if sometimes slightly sporadic first team experience, your correspondent only ever played in one such first team game (ten-nil) in the Old Boys League in the fifties, the days before subs when the opposition went down to ten men through injury.
Thus, this report has to be cathartic as well as curative
to enable Meads to benefit from lessons learnt and to rationalise their
response by treating this as three points dropped, which, despite being
added to those which slipped through their fingers at the start of the
season, does not mean that overcoming the ultimate deficit in the season’s
run-in is insurmountable. In fact all Meads have lost is a small tuft
from the tip of their resplendent Mohican and that will, with correct
nurturing, soon grow back. The truth of this heavy defeat might well lie
in an unexpected and, more tellingly, unanticipated quick-sand of a surface
for which the hosts were well prepared but the visitors were not. The
home pitch which usually is beautifully prepared and in pristine condition
had been recently cut up so badly that, to maintain any kind of grip,
players almost needed crampons. This rapidly had three or four Meads’
players slipping, sliding and wallowing out of their depth and, once OHs
got their teeth into their guests, they never looked back. Caveat Adventor
should be dinned into all who venture to Rectory Farm this season.
December 20, 2017