April 29, 2013 Leave a comment
27/04/13, Southern League South and West Division. The Cuthbury
So the season is drawing to a close, Leeds United are safe, time for a combined Dorset football and walking weekend. The destination is Wimborne Minster, home of Wimborne Town who were playing an end of season dead rubber against Bristol based Mangotsfield United (frankly if I wasn’t staying with a mate and walking the next day I probably wouldn’t have chosen this game). The consequences of the Beeching cuts mean I get off at Bournemouth to catch a bus to Wimborne. Now in a rational world the bus would go straight down the Wimborne Road and take 20 minutes but no that would mean missing the delights of Windon, Moordown and the never ending delights of Ferndown and taking nearly an hour!
Having eventually got to Wimborne Square I headed towards The Cuthbury, somewhat annoyed as the path disappears on the last road (and a lengthy traffic light system is in play at the moment). The first sight of the ground is in fact of the clubhouse, which is compact but neat and at least does hand pull real ale (Piddle April Showers).
Having paid a £1 for a programme in the club-house and then £9 in (not a bad combo really) I enter the ground to note the pitch slopes down from “main-stand” to dug-out side, I also notice from the players kick-about that it is dusty, almost a miracle given the winter and spring we have had! The ground is a bit hiddley piddley, the “main-stand” side is in fact three covered areas, a bench seating area, a directors area with the only proper seats in the place and then a standing area. All three areas don’t go back very far. Behind one goal is a covered area, behind the other goal is just a fence to protect the cottage hospital behind it and the far side of the ground is open with trees. Their is a 8 pylon system in place and if you raise your head a little some hills can be seen.
The game itself was best described as “end of season”, very little skill on show and not helped by a weather than changed every 5 minutes. Mangotsfield United (MU) had a small chanting support, all mostly friendly, Wimborne Town (WT) more quieter. By half-time the 2-1 scoreline reflected the limitations of this level, the first goal accrued when the MT goalie bailed in a simple shot an then nearly repeated the feat with WT’s second, only this time his blunder hot the post and came out only to be prodded home. MU should ave been three down by HT but the failure of the referee to see a blatant pull-down in front of him, followed 30 seconds later by him giving a penalty at the other end for the worst dive I have seen in years meant MU pulled one back.
A combination of food, the scores from league games as the professional game climaxes its season and my mate texting to say where did I want to be picked up after the game (big thanks to the Moore’s of Wareham for the hospitality) meant I didn’t really focus on the second half where a third WT goal sealed the game. A early departure to the Green Man pub (a kind of friendly locals haunt) allowed me to see the now already infamous Brentford V Doncaster Rovers promotion game details come through and a chance to get in a couple of beers before arrival of the mate (Wareham to Wimborne via Spurn, don’t ask).
This standard of football isn’t really good enough frankly but when you have a reasonably relaxed day that can compensate for a lot of inadequacies. A place to see once if your in that part of the world.
Enjoy the pics below, could be my season over, might not be.