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A Derby debacle
Derby 4 Burnley 0, The Baseball Ground, 15
March 1995, League Division One
Is there a God, and if so, is
he / she / it a Claret? And if not, why not?
These are the insane ramblings of a dismal Claret
whilst driving back from Derby on a snowy Wednesday night. I had promised to compose a
match report but, even to the accompaniment of Dr Feelgood, I could think of little upbeat
of vaguely positive to say about the Clarets' performance at the Baseball Ground. Hence
the Nietzschean musings.
Time, however, is a great healer, and so are three
pints of Young's Special, after which the following comments emerged on the positive side
of neutral:
Excellent turn out by the local Clarets support,
which was remarked upon by the local radio station. After labelling the Clarets as
"the worst team in the division" (Colin Gibson) and almost
"Ipswichesque," tribute was duly paid to the long suffering travelling Clarets
faithful.
Oh yes, the match! Having totally dominated the first
half, running riot through the static yellow shirts, Derby contrived to score only once.
This came from a Simpson cross to the far post, where Lee Mills (cheap in Derby terms at
£400,000) nodded in unchallenged. This again for the umpteenth time this season was
keeper's ball! Pembridge twice, Harkes and Gabbiadini (£3 million in total) all contrived
to keep the score sensible at half time by missing reasonable chances.
In the second half, the inevitable happened. A Wassal
cross to the back post in the 51st minute was finished off by Trollope. Soft
goal! Sounds familiar? A Simpson penalty following a disputed Davis handball quickly
followed. Too far away to see if it was warranted or not, but game over.
Having then noticed that my watch was missing, and
having received the usual helpful (sic) response from the local fuzz, I departed the scene
as Derby brought on the youngsters as subs, or were they the mascots? Gabbiadini
apparently finished off the demolition.
All in all, a fairly miserable way to use a half day's
holiday. Nirvana seems an awful long way away.
Team: Beresford,
Parkinson, Vinnicombe, Davis, Winstanley, Randall, Hoyland, Thompson, Mullin (Peel),
Nogan, Eyres. SNU: Harrison and Russell.
Barry Heagin
April 1995
And more...
"The worst game of the season? Derby away just won
it. Leaving the comfort of the pub was our great mistake. We queued for tickets amidst the
horror of a kid a quid promotion - are we really that bad box office these days? - and sat
at the front of the main stand in the path of the snow sweeping majestically in from the
surrounding wilderness, putting up with the taunts of the toothless natives, who had all
brought blankets and were shouting, "Come on Derby, you should stuff this lot."
They weren't far wrong. A half hour hike through a blizzard to sit in the car and eat
rubbish chips as our jeans gently steamed rounded off the day."
Firmo
June 1995
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