Post by Dave on Jan 30, 2009 20:54:05 GMT
Well folks another great week for fantastic threads and posts, many thanks to BudleighGull for all his great posts and he came very close to winning this week. Chris Hayes, merse, Barton Downs and capitalgull, quality as we have cone to expect from you four, many thanks to all the members for all the posts this week and thanks to our readers, as you all play a big part of the forum.
This weeks winner has won with a very good score and I'm really pleased he has won the award this week. You know we sometime make posts and seem to get a few other posters on our backs, not happy with our views, or they simply do not agree with them. This happened to our winner on this forum some time ago, I think he felt he was being attacked from all sides.
Its so easy to just say to yourself that you will not post again, but this member came back with a top post and answered his critics so well, it was such a good post it won him the Best Poster Award that week. This member is very well respected on this forum and its a real pleasure having him as a member.
This weeks winner is
David Graham's Eighth Pint
One of his many posts made this week
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Morning gentlemen. I’ll stick to my usual plan of not reading anything in this thread before I write my thoughts about the game.
As anyone who has read the Lewes FC thread in the Ground Reviews section will know, I’ve been really looking forward to this game for quite some time. And I wasn’t disappointed. I’ve been to the magnificent Old Trafford; I’ve watched my beloved Gulls with the jaw-dropping backdrop of Wembley Stadium; and I’ve stood in the highest point of the 80,000-seater Giants Stadium gazing across the spectacular New York skyline.
But The Dripping Pan is quite probably my favourite.
Everything about it is just so, well, quaint. The small stands at either end of the pitch keep the fans compacted providing a much better atmosphere. The stylish, modern stand on the dugout side looked like something out of a sci-fi movie and seats a generous number of fans. And opposite this stand is a raised grass bank which provides some lovely views of the pitch below. This was also the setting of Paul Bastard’s hilarious dash to join us in the stand that housed the Gulls fans in the first half.
The game itself wasn’t brilliant. Torquay dominated the first 10 minutes and you could tell straight away that the three points were there for the taking. It was simply a case of sticking the ball in the back of the net. Lewes’ left-back was absolutely shocking and Carlisle tore him to shreds in the first half. I was impressed that the team in white managed to keep to a slick passing game, despite the horrendous state of the playing surface.
A frustrating first half ended with a Nicholson pile-driver that flew into the bottom corner via Thompson’s perfectly positioned backside. Thommo will claim it, but Nicho will take all the plaudits.
The Gulls migrated west for the second half and nestled in with the minimal amount of Lewes fans who, it has to be said, were great banter. On the pitch, it was a mediocre second half brightened only by Nicholson’s deadly free kick which was neatly tucked home by DSane.
There were noticeable performances from the returning Robertson and Adams, who played like they wanted to be in the side; and every time Nicholson received the ball out wide, his left foot was whipping in crosses that caused their rather shaky keeper problems all night long.
But my Man of the Match goes to our big number 9. Sills put in a true workhorse performance, putting himself about and even pulling out the backheels and pirouette turns. Two difficult headers - one wide to the right, the other wide to the left - were followed by his simplest chance which, had she been watching, would have had Sandra Redknapp hanging her head in shame. Other than this though, he was superb.
Lewes, in turn, were dreadful. When my Arsenal, Manchester United and Chelsea supporting friends go on about the Sunday League standard of the Conference, I know full well that they don’t know what they’re talking about. However, teams like Lewes don’t help my argument. Aside from their big number 22 (who had a great name that I’m not going to even attempt to spell), they looked like a team with zero confidence. They only created two chances the whole game and both times the ball was struck with all the tenacity and finesse that you’d expect from a team that hasn’t scored in several weeks.
Quick player ratings (out of 10):
Bevan 7 – Didn’t really have a lot to do. But when he did, he did it well.
Robertson 7.5 – He wants his place back and it showed.
Woods 6.5 – Typical solid performance.
Nicholson 8 – Superb and, ultimately, lethal.
Mansell 6.5 – Did his job.
Carlisle 6.5 – Delivery wasn’t great but a decent performance.
Adams 7.5 – Clearly enjoyed being back in the team. Every pass goes sideways which can frustrate but he retained possession well.
Thompson 7 – Lively. I like this player a lot.
DSane 7.5 – Gave the Lewes right back a torrid night.
Hargreaves 7 – Typical performance, didn’t misplace one pass all night.
Sills 9 – Superb, deserved a goal. My only annoyance is that he drifts wide too often, which can work against us in the lone-striker formation.
And for the record:
Hot dog 8.5
Chips 9.5
This weeks winner has won with a very good score and I'm really pleased he has won the award this week. You know we sometime make posts and seem to get a few other posters on our backs, not happy with our views, or they simply do not agree with them. This happened to our winner on this forum some time ago, I think he felt he was being attacked from all sides.
Its so easy to just say to yourself that you will not post again, but this member came back with a top post and answered his critics so well, it was such a good post it won him the Best Poster Award that week. This member is very well respected on this forum and its a real pleasure having him as a member.
This weeks winner is
David Graham's Eighth Pint
One of his many posts made this week
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Morning gentlemen. I’ll stick to my usual plan of not reading anything in this thread before I write my thoughts about the game.
As anyone who has read the Lewes FC thread in the Ground Reviews section will know, I’ve been really looking forward to this game for quite some time. And I wasn’t disappointed. I’ve been to the magnificent Old Trafford; I’ve watched my beloved Gulls with the jaw-dropping backdrop of Wembley Stadium; and I’ve stood in the highest point of the 80,000-seater Giants Stadium gazing across the spectacular New York skyline.
But The Dripping Pan is quite probably my favourite.
Everything about it is just so, well, quaint. The small stands at either end of the pitch keep the fans compacted providing a much better atmosphere. The stylish, modern stand on the dugout side looked like something out of a sci-fi movie and seats a generous number of fans. And opposite this stand is a raised grass bank which provides some lovely views of the pitch below. This was also the setting of Paul Bastard’s hilarious dash to join us in the stand that housed the Gulls fans in the first half.
The game itself wasn’t brilliant. Torquay dominated the first 10 minutes and you could tell straight away that the three points were there for the taking. It was simply a case of sticking the ball in the back of the net. Lewes’ left-back was absolutely shocking and Carlisle tore him to shreds in the first half. I was impressed that the team in white managed to keep to a slick passing game, despite the horrendous state of the playing surface.
A frustrating first half ended with a Nicholson pile-driver that flew into the bottom corner via Thompson’s perfectly positioned backside. Thommo will claim it, but Nicho will take all the plaudits.
The Gulls migrated west for the second half and nestled in with the minimal amount of Lewes fans who, it has to be said, were great banter. On the pitch, it was a mediocre second half brightened only by Nicholson’s deadly free kick which was neatly tucked home by DSane.
There were noticeable performances from the returning Robertson and Adams, who played like they wanted to be in the side; and every time Nicholson received the ball out wide, his left foot was whipping in crosses that caused their rather shaky keeper problems all night long.
But my Man of the Match goes to our big number 9. Sills put in a true workhorse performance, putting himself about and even pulling out the backheels and pirouette turns. Two difficult headers - one wide to the right, the other wide to the left - were followed by his simplest chance which, had she been watching, would have had Sandra Redknapp hanging her head in shame. Other than this though, he was superb.
Lewes, in turn, were dreadful. When my Arsenal, Manchester United and Chelsea supporting friends go on about the Sunday League standard of the Conference, I know full well that they don’t know what they’re talking about. However, teams like Lewes don’t help my argument. Aside from their big number 22 (who had a great name that I’m not going to even attempt to spell), they looked like a team with zero confidence. They only created two chances the whole game and both times the ball was struck with all the tenacity and finesse that you’d expect from a team that hasn’t scored in several weeks.
Quick player ratings (out of 10):
Bevan 7 – Didn’t really have a lot to do. But when he did, he did it well.
Robertson 7.5 – He wants his place back and it showed.
Woods 6.5 – Typical solid performance.
Nicholson 8 – Superb and, ultimately, lethal.
Mansell 6.5 – Did his job.
Carlisle 6.5 – Delivery wasn’t great but a decent performance.
Adams 7.5 – Clearly enjoyed being back in the team. Every pass goes sideways which can frustrate but he retained possession well.
Thompson 7 – Lively. I like this player a lot.
DSane 7.5 – Gave the Lewes right back a torrid night.
Hargreaves 7 – Typical performance, didn’t misplace one pass all night.
Sills 9 – Superb, deserved a goal. My only annoyance is that he drifts wide too often, which can work against us in the lone-striker formation.
And for the record:
Hot dog 8.5
Chips 9.5
