DATELINE: Grouter Park, Troon, Saturday, September 21, 2019
MATCH: Troon AFC v Illogan RBL Reserves
CUP: The Cornwall Junior Cup, sponsored by Bond Timber
ROUND: First Round
PICTURES: See http://www.facebook.com/cupfootballblogger/
THE BLOG: Before I start to write this blog, I need to make a confession. Well, an admission. Well, explain something.
Normally, whatever cup match I am watching for this blog, I try to stay avowedly neutral. I try not to care who wins and who doesn’t, I just try to take in the occasion and then bombard you all with my random thoughts about what I have just seen. Of course, if the game is in a national competition and a Cornish side is taking on someone from “upcountry” then my affection will naturally lean towards the side from The Duchy. And if Millwall are involved, I want Millwall to win. Always and everywhere.
Sometimes you go to a game determined to be neutral but something that someone says or does annoys you and you decide to support whichever side is playing against the offender’s team. Funnily enough, it rarely works the other way around. You don’t support a team because someone says something nice (although a free cup of tea always helps, thank you Camelford – see previous blog) but you take against a team because something about them irritates you. Maybe that’s just me, maybe that’s just being a football supporter, but I think that’s just the way this sporting life is.
But none of these excuses for a lack of neutrality would normally apply to a Cornwall Junior Cup tie between two teams from the Whirlwind Sports Trelawny League Premiership (yes, this league for junior teams in the west of Cornwall now has a Premiership and a Championship, as well as the more conventionally named Divisions One and Two).
Illogan RBL has been a regular haunt of mine over the four and a bit seasons that I have been writing this blog and it has always been a lovely place to go and has produced decent games to watch. It has always been a pleasure.
But I didn’t want them to win on Saturday
I was definitely supporting Troon and wanted them to produce an emphatic Grouter Park home win. Why? Well, you see, I am now a fully fledged member of the Troon Army.
No, I haven’t signed my life away to the Cornish equivalent of the French Foreign Legion, nor have I taken on the arduous duties of helping to run a grassroots football club. No, I have signed on as a player.
Well, sort of.
At my age, I’m 56 you know, a comeback to the world of “proper” 11-a-side football is physically beyond me and my knees but I have discovered a new version of the beautiful game that suits me down to the ground – walking football.
Aimed at the over-50s, I have been playing and training with the Troon walking football squad since the turn of the year and I have loved every minute of it. It’s great to be playing sport again, it’s great to meet and chat with like-minded lads and lasses and it’s great to get the old competitive juices flowing again. I am loving it.
And last weekend was a big one for the club as, on Sunday, we were taking two teams to a walking football festival in Lanivet, near Bodmin, which was raising money for a great cause – the Bobby Moore Fund, which pays for research into bowel cancer. Football and fundraising – everyone’s a winner.
However, I felt that I couldn’t really blog about my own footballing exploits and so I needed a cup football game to visit on Saturday. And a quick glance through the Junior Cup fixtures threw up the obvious choice – Troon were at home. Why not make it a Troon-tastic weekend? I couldn’t resist.
Also, it was the Junior Cup, which is a big deal down here. It might only be for teams who play what the national FA deems to be “recreational” football, but it really does matter to the players and clubs involved. For many of the players, it is probably the biggest tournament they will play in, the biggest cup they could win.
It has all the elements that cup football is about – the joy, the excitement, the desire, the out-of-the-ordinariness that marks a cup day as a special day. It is proper cup football and everyone at this level of the game wants to win it. I love it.
And both Troon and Illogan would have gone into Saturday’s clash not only focused on victory on the day but with half a distant eye on the prospect of actually winning the thing. After all, they both play in the Premiership and so they are some of the big fish in this junior football pond.
Now, although I wanted the Grouter Park boys to win, I wasn’t overly hopeful. They have started their league season with two wins and four defeats in their opening six games, while Illogan have three wins and a defeat from their first four Premiership fixtures. The visitors were definitely the slight favourites but, as we all know, league form goes out of the window when it comes to cup football; always expect the unexpected.
In the showers and descending mist, which made it feel like the proper football season, Troon made an unexpectedly good start. They took the lead with a sharp finish from a corner after 15 minutes and it was no more than their bright opening spell deserved. Sadly, for me and for them, that was about as bright as their day was to get as the home side’s cup hopes mirrored the weather and gradually become gloomier and gloomier.
The visitors were level before half-time when the ball was adjudged to have crossed the line after a corner. Now, in the absence of VAR at Grouter Park, the adjudging fell to the linesman, and not just any linesman, it fell to the home linesman, one of the Troon subs. You see, at this level, it’s not only a plethora of TV cameras that are missing, it’s also neutral linesmen. The job either falls to a club volunteer or, as in this case, one of the subs. And he said the ball had clearly crossed the line.
He happened to be on our side of the pitch and, as he ran back towards the centre circle, we applauded his decision and his honesty. “Well, you have got to be honest about it, haven’t you,” he said. Yes, mate, in the spirit of the game you do have to be truthful but not everyone always is and so your actions deserved our applause. It also made me proud to be part of the Troon Army. Well done, lino.
Now, whatever game you go to, at whatever level, there are a number of traditional calls from the players which you always hear. “Man on.” “Left (or right, depending) shoulder.” “Away”. And one of my personal favourites: “How many ref?” That is an impossible question to answer. But, while defending set-pieces, Illogan came up with one I hadn’t heard before.
Whether it be a corner or an opposition free-kick, one of their number would yell “Toes” and they would all start bouncing up and down on the spot. I know it was a move designed to improve their defensive concentration but it just looked like they had all been given an electric shock or were auditioning for a particularly poor version of Strictly Come Dancing. It made me smile and we humoured ourselves with occasional shouts of “Toes” from the touchline to see what would happen. All that really happened was that it made us smile again.
However, there wasn’t much else for the Troon faithful (that’s me) to smile about as Illogan took control of the cup tie. They took the lead twenty minutes into the second half with a crisp low strike and, seven minutes from time, broke away to crack home a third and seal their place in the next round. To be fair, it was no more than they deserved and, on this evidence, RBL Reserves could have a fruitful and exciting season ahead of them. They looked a decent side.
For Troon, though, the early signs are not great. They looked a bit disjointed and will have to hope that, after a tough start to the season, things can only get better.
What the club really needed was something to perk them all up a bit. How about a walking football side that, at Lanivet, won four games out of four, scoring nine goals in the process and conceding only four? Would that help to brighten the mood? Obviously, it was only a festival, not a tournament, there were no winners and losers as such and it was all about raising money for a good cause … but four wins out of four? If there were winners, well, it would have been Troon. And that’s got to brighten the mood, hasn’t it? It certainly brightened mine, even if I could barely walk again on Monday!
FINAL SCORE: Troon AFC 1 Illogan RBL Reserves 3