So, the Lincolnshire Senior Shield final. Yep exciting, eh? Or not. This blog was going to be a double bill of LSS and reserve team action. Sadly though the excitement of the final proved to be too much and I was overcome with a colossal apathy about the second of the two matches. That isn't to say the LSS final wasn't a good game but at the end of the day, who really cares? Not the Lincolnshire FA who couldn't be bothered to print any programmes and certainly not the United managers.
| View from the Fantasy Island Stand; note "STAND". |
The team the Pilgrims fielded was a heady mix of the odd first teamer, bench warmer or otherwise; several reserves and James Cullingworth. I'd love to tell you who was playing but I don't actually know half of them. What I do know is that our esteemed manager Jason Lee picked himself in the back four, just in front of Ricky Drury and alongside wonder captain for the night, Cullingworth. Dudfield found himself in midfield with a recovered Ryan Semple on one wing and Stef Frost on the other. Mickey Stones and an electric-blue-booted Danny Davidson started up front. Bizarrely Stamford seemed to have almost as many Boston players as the United did with five ex-Pilgrims on the pitch.
From the vehemently policed all-seater Fantasy Island Stand (heaven forbid anyone should actually stand in the stand) it was clear to see not only why they all seem so grumpy over there in a normal game but also that Boston were bossing the opening stages. Ryan Semple is clearly several steps of the football pyramid better than any of Stamford's players. This showed as he consistently destroyed their full-backs and managed to get crosses into telling positions. One of these crosses resulted in a penalty for United 14 minutes in for handball. Sadly the Pilgrims hadn't brought their shooting boots with them as Stones messed up the spot kick.
| Captain fantastic, James Cullingworth. |
Semple continued to impress, providing opportunities for Davidson and Stones. Frost actually did something for once, just a shame it was rubbish as his shot was spanked wide. Davidson missed another opportunity following a good cross from Cullingworth (yes, you just read that right). It wasn't all one way though and ex-Pilgrim Dan Cotton caused a few nervous moments for Ricky Drury. Half-time brought an opportunity for fans of all persuasions to stand up without being shouted at by a jobs-worth loser of a steward.
| He never used to weight that much! |
The second half saw the Pilgrims spurn more chances in a bout of profligacy scarce witnessed before. Davidson couldn't cap his excellent build up play with a goal and Stones hardly looked likely to score. I don't think he'll be near the first team soon on this performance. Dudfield had a belter of a shot just wide but there didn't seem to be any chance of United bothering a now podgy, ex-United Chris Wright. Stamford again responded through Cotton, hitting the woodwork and requiring a good save from Drury to deny him.
Boston had the best chances to win the game in the closing stages. The ball dropped to Jason Lee well within the penalty area. The first shot was hit tamely at Chris Wright who clumsily spilt it back to Lee. The player-manager's second effort pinged over the open goal mouth. Thankfully, with levels of excitement as they were, there was no extra-time and the game went to penalties. This is the first time I've seen Boston in a penalty shoot-out in... well, in ever! Things were going well until Cullingworth, with all the predictability of an express train crushing an egg, fired the second penalty high over the bar. Stamford converted all of their four penalties and ultimately it was a tame effort from Stef Frost which cost United the Shield.
Never mind.
Next up: A win against Blyth Spartans at York St will confirm the Pilgrim's Conference North play-off place.
