We headed into town for a post match pint in Wetherspoons
Edmund Tylney outlet, before dashing off for the train back to the metropolis.
It had been a decent night out for the second evening in a row, again enhanced
by being in good company.
Leatherhead
1 Hendon 2 (Wednesday 25th April 2018) Isthmian League Premier
Division (att: 449)
What a
night! I’d enjoyed myself no end the previous evening seeing Scarborough
Athletic more or less seeing the runners-up spot and promotion the Northern
Premier League Premier Division and the night in Leatherhead more than matched
it.
I met Steve
Barnes at Kingsbury station to take the tube down to Waterloo where we met
Gerry my voluntary colleague at Silver Jubilee Park and Neil the long term Hendon
and Middlesex supporter. The 4.39 train got us to our destination in around 40
minutes.
We’d done
some research in advance of the potential pubs; starting off in The Penny
Black. This was a lovely old building with modern décor inside and plenty of
attractive young people. It appeared to be the trendy place in town.
Despite that
we fitted in and enjoyed a reasonable couple of pints of TEA from the Hogs Back
Brewery, albeit at expensive prices. Simon Cope and then Lee Cousins and his
drinking mates soon joined us along with other Dons fans.
We headed
down the hill to The Running Horse, which was a historic old building with a
fantastic selection of ales. The Ranmore from Surrey Hills Brewery and a rare
southern chance of IPA from Clarks of Wakefield were given the thumbs up.
We left for
the short walk to Fetcham Grove over the River Mole in good time. Admission was
£10 with the programme a further couple of quid, once I’d located someone
selling them. A good turnout of Hendon fans were in the bar and on the terraces
for this huge game.
Leatherhead
desperately needed a win to propel themselves into the play-offs, while Hendon
needed just one point. However, if they won their final two matches and
Folkestone Invicta failed to win their final match at Billericay it would lead
to a home semi-final.
Simon and I
decided to go behind the goal the Dons were attacking, but went all the way
around when it was possible to go out of the back of the clubhouse and around
to the cover at that end. The walk probably did us good!
The venue had been added to since my previous visits with the addition of the extra cover behind the top goal. The whole ground was neat and a proper non-league football ground.
The
excellent visiting support was soon in good voice when a ball came into the
area and into the net via Sam Murphy’s knee to make it 1-0 on eleven minutes.
This was a great start in a game the majority in our end would settle for a
draw from.
The Tanners
pressed forward, but passing and controlling the ball was difficult on a poor
playing surface which had plenty of grass but bobbles as well. Both teams saw
many potential attacking moves come to nothing.
The Dons
looked good on the counter attack but it was the hosts who had the majority of
the play. Hendon conceded lots of corners and free kicks but defended like
heroes from them, with Arthur Lee and Rian Bray in belligerent moods.
It looked
like Leatherhead had equalised when Tom Lovelock made a stop but the ball had
escaped him before he landed on it. The home fans celebrated as they thought
the ball had crossed the line. My Soccerway App indicated a goal before
correcting itself. Once again the Dons keeper had come to the rescue.
The pressure
continued, but I was pretty confident that Hendon would break away and score
again. Not everyone was as convinced. My beers had quelled any nerves. I tried
a Pale Ale on keg from the bar just to make sure during the interval.
We headed
down to the far end after the break passing quite a few Hendon fans in the
seats. Fetcham Grove did look well as the sun dropped, with the trees in full
bloom surrounding the arena. However, the floodlights were not the brightest.
The pressure
was cranked up by the hosts after the restart, with the Dons struggling to
retain possession. The defence was holding firm but the amount of balls going
into the area was increasing all the time.
Being
confident that they could hold out, I was disappointed when the leveller came.
Another cross went across the Hendon box where Jack Midson headed home on sixty
three minutes. Lovelock pulled off two more top stops as nails were being
bitten among the away following.
Gary McCann
rung the changes for Hendon to try and firm up the midfield that was in danger
of been completely overrun. The Head continued to pour forward as the vocal
fans increased the noise and offered feedback to us at the other end.
A major
characteristic of a fantastic Hendon season was the character of the team and
how that they had belied their age by showing the strength of veterans. They
never knew when they were beaten and scored many late goals. This was to be
another occasion.
Niko Muir
hadn’t stopped working all night up front, and he put pressure on a central
defender in the last minute of normal time. Josh Walker capitalised to win the
ball and slot it past keeper Manny Agboola.
It was
absolute bedlam behind the goal. Strangers were jumping around and hugging each
other. It was an amazing moment and matched Walker’s debut winner in stoppage time
away to Dulwich earlier in the season.
It knocked
the stuffing out the home side and their supporters who were offered return
observations. Hendon saw out the four minutes injury time without little worry.
That said the final whistle was still greeted wildly between fans and players
alike.
We gathered
after giving the players a deserved ovation. Elation was high and Steve and
Simon were more than happy to continue the evening. Gerry wasn’t used to
drinking so he headed back to the station with other fans.
Steve had
bumped into an old friend from speedway at the game so we reconvened in the
Running Horse for more fine ale and conversation with Andy and a Head and
Leyton Orient fan. The locals were fantastic all evening.
We left for
the ten minute walk to the station and came across the jubilant management of
Hendon with a few players in the Leatherhead Grill takeaway which led to lots
of noise and more celebrations. It was a fantastic moment.
Fortunately
Simon remembered the way through the park and we found the station with a few
minutes to spare before the last train, with Lee and his gang cutting it even
finer. We chatted with a couple of really nice Head fans for a few stops who’d
also enjoyed a few beers.
It was as
well that Steve had travelled with me or I could well have ended up at the
northern end of the Bakerloo or Jubilee line if my mate hadn’t given me a
couple of nudges. It had been a brilliant and memorable evening.
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