RUFC - A View from the Railway End
And so the Imps unbeaten fountain of youth made their way to Millmoor. The Millers like the grateful, almost safe Imps, and their wounded one Lord Peter; are just happy to be here with the taxman breathing down their necks. Geographically Rotherham`s incomplete stadium will never win any of 'Britain`s sexiest awards`, unlike of course Peter (sexy voice) Jackson the Lincoln cult hero. However amongst the silhouette of post apocalyptic economic decline there sit some roses. For down and out Rotherham and their fans are a lovely bunch undeserving of the fate awaiting them in the next couple of weeks.
However the match bloomed. A bright start by the Imps saw saves from Warrington to deny Forester and Lenny, in the pink again in his wide role. The Millers stormed back into the game with magnetic Mazza more by luck than judgement attracting anything goal bound. Then a 25-yard curling peach from The Artful Dodger gave us the lead. The Lincoln Damnbusters flew again over an industrial wasteland. A fabulous free kick saw Joseph despatch a sweet volley into the roof of the net for the equaliser. Woe is the entity that trades as The Lincoln Defensive Unit.
Indeed Joseph despite him continually fouling Lenny would go onto become man of the match after Stallard`s moment of avenging madness. If Lenny was to get no protection from those in black then our gladiatorial great would literally step in. He bent his left peg and buried all 6 studs into the shin pad of you`ve got it Mr Joseph who died like a diva, but would recover to avenge with a show stopping encore.
On the whole ref Mr Miller, mmm, let`s not read too much into that, probably just had a bad game. He and his oaf like officials did the best they could to hamper both sides. 20 seconds after Stallard`s stamp with Forester off and Ben Wright not allowed coming on the Millers scored from a half cleared corner against Lincoln`s nine. To be fair on Hudson his crisp 20 yard rising half volley was another good goal and we had been riding our luck with the post and crossbar coming to our rescue. Nine minutes later Joseph fouled Lenny and again came away with the ball, played it to Taylor who lifted it over the top for Newsome to race clear of a static square back four. It would appear anything short of rape complete with physical evidence would be needed to IMPress Mr Miller!
Back to Roses. The Swanlike white, not unknown in Yorkshire, Ben Wright: poise, elegance class, and an ability to rise above it all. Tiring of being a target man weighed down by 2 anchors masquerading as shirt pulling central defenders, he dropped deep. Killed the ball dead, turned, beat one then two and fed darling Dany. Turning on a sixpence the Gallic gastronomer cooked up a nutmeg. Ben ran on to touch past Warrington for move of the match and goal of the game. The Railway End erupted and the Millers touched cloth for the last 8 minutes.
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