I couldn't go to Oxford's home defeat to Wycombe yesterday because of my Saturday job, but in the words of my Dad it was "atrocious". So I felt the need to watch some live football this weekend. For my fourth Premier League match I got the Tube down to Loftus Road on Sunday to see Wigan take on relegation rivals QPR.
After attempting a couple of hours of history revision before I left, which was quite frankly a waste of time, I cycled down to Gloucester Green where I met Sam.
The day got off to a good start as the conductor for the Oxford Tube let us on at child price, despite us crumbling when it came to telling him we were younger than sixteen.
When we arrived in Shepherd's Bush, London, we knew we weren't far from the ground so stopped into a couple of newsagents to ask for directions. Londis didn't know where the ground was, and 'Mandeep News' kicked us out as we flicked through a map of the area whilst shouting "this is not a library!". It wasn't a good start to our time in London. We ended up going into the Hilton, and the pleasant concierge gave us a map and directions.
Whilst there I'd seen on the telly that Southend were losing 2-0 to Crewe in the JPT final. Good. They beat us (Oxford) every year. And I travelled all the way to their little town to see them snatch a win this February.
Anyway, en route to Loftus Road we began to move out of the posh old Kensington area, and make our way through an area dominated by fast food chicken joints.
After picking up our tickets from a grotty little man in a grotty little hut, we made our way into the ground, through electronic turnstiles! Jackpot!
As we moved through to take our seats, amongst the QPR fans, I realised just how tiny this box of a stadium is. The attendance for the match was a championship-standard 16,000.
As the match got underway I was forced into chanting with the home fans around me, to cover up my Wigan identity. However, fear not trusty blog viewer, Wigan is my second team!
My seat was next to some Brazilian tourists, they had assigned me with helping them understand what each chant meant. And I was subject to many questions regarding who my favourite QPR player is, who QPR's best player is, how long I'd been supporting QPR. I thought I'd handled it rather well until two minutes later I applauded a Wigan pass and my Brazilian friend said "You're a Wigan fan aren't you."
I told him I'd be sat with the Wigan fans if I was, but he didn't look too impressed.
Unlike my trip to Reading, this time I was definitely going to be on Match of the Day, right behind the goal I was.
Bobby Zamora was sent off only twenty minutes into the game for a kick Jackie Chan would've been proud of, on the plank that is Jordi Gomez's chest.
Wigan created a couple of chances to take the lead after that but couldn't force the issue.
At half time I was craving a chicken burger after going through Chicken Town in London. So headed down to get one. The soggy bread was the only respite from the stale chicken they'd put in the bun. £3.50 I'd paid for that. Nothing on Reading's quality catering.
Back on the pitch it was getting tense, by the second half I had given up with chanting with the home fans, helping my Brazilian tourist. I just wanted Wigan to score.
A flurry of chances was all that Wigan could manage. And on a counter attack, QPR grabbed the first goal of the game five minutes from the end, Loic Remy side footing in a sublime shot from the corner of the box. I jumped up in frustration, swearing, but no one could here me of course; everyone thought I was celebrating.
But then, Wigan got a freekick on the edge of the area. The third one in five minutes. I whisper to Sam "Third time lucky". Shaun Maloney steps up. He'd only scored four times this season. The pressure was too much. The Wigan bench were up, watching, all eyes on this. And he smashed it past Julio Cesar! Sam was up, arms in the air, and I followed, jumping up! But continuing to swear to show the home fans just how "furious" I was!
What a moment! It could be the goal that sends QPR down. I look over to the Wigan fans, their euphoric, running down the aisles, all 300 of them!
Before the match we'd discussed how we'd react if Wigan scored. Neither of us were calm and subtle like we had planned.
Fortunately that free-kick was practically the last kick of the game so we escaped without the suspicion from the fans around us for the remainder of the match.
As we left the ground I was full of adrenaline, surely all the energy I couldn't let out when Wigan scored. That's how much it meant, and that's how crazy fans go when their team scores; it's like nothing else.
And as we waited at our bus stop back in Shepherd's Bush, opposite 'Mandeep News', not knowing whether or not we'd missed the last bus home, we had experienced a remarkable game of football with huge consequences for both teams.
And what a day it had been, watching Premier League football, it doesn't get much better than that. I recommend it to anyone at a loose end come the weekend.
Tuesday, 9 April 2013
Wednesday, 13 March 2013
Oxford United 1 - 0 Barnet
On a bitterly cold March evening Oxford hosted an in-form Barnet. Edgar Davids was making his first appearance at The Kassam, and the champions league winner showed his class on the night. For Oxford, Adam Chapman's loan spell at Mansfield has opened the door to new signing Scott Davies from Crawley, the centre midfielder had a good game tonight.
The Yellows were keen to put last Tuesday's home game behind them as they suffered a 4-0 defeat at the hands of Rotherham.
And they started brightly, Damian Batt barely put a foot wrong in the opening exchanges and was instrumental; even firing the occasional shot at goal.
Banet had a small flurry of chances, a driven ball across the box was missed by everyone, when any contact would have seen McCormick having to pick the ball out of the net.
Chances kept coming Oxford's way as James Constable lacked the composure to seal the deal and put Oxford in front. Sean Rigg also managed a half chance. But it was the story of Oxford's home form at the break; good play, but very little composure when it mattered.
Edgar Davids was playing for Barnet today. The Dutchman controlled the flow of the game from start to finish and is surely too good for a League Two club, even on this, his 40th birthday. It was a joy to see such a majestic footballer at The Kassam, playing football the way it should be, truly exquisite.
Barnet must have faced a rollocking from the Dutchman at half time because The Bees came out for the second half fired up, with McCormick having to be at his best to deny some point-blanc chances.
Potter also saw a chance go begging as he skyed over the bar in a one-on-one situation.
The nets fell after a ferocious Vilhete strike. And some Chuckle Brother esq figures took to the pitch to repair the damage. This happened once more before the final whistle, providing the valuable injury time Oxford capitalised on.
And as the game seemed to fade in the final stages, into another predictable Oxford performance, Michael Raynes nodded in the winner five minutes into added on time. A delightful cross from Man of the Match Scott Davies saw Tom Craddock head back across goal for Raynes to head into the open net.
A dream ending for Oxford and Raynes. The centre back's two goals have now come in the last minutes of games, last against Accrington Stanley in the FA cup. But this one mattered more as it leaves The U's five points off the play-offs.
I cannot attend the next match as I'll be at Brunel University on an open day. It's against Chesterfield, who sit five points behind Oxford. I consider myself an optimistic person, but fail to see us getting anything from that tie.
Attendance: 5,027
Man of the Match: Scott Davies - Had to deal with the threat of Edgar Davids throughout. Delivered ball for goal.
Match Rating: *** - The main entertainment was watching the groundsmen hoist the net back up!
Referee Rating: ***** - Excellent officials. Let the game flow very well. Understood that slide tackles aren't always fouls! Something hard to come by these days...
The Yellows were keen to put last Tuesday's home game behind them as they suffered a 4-0 defeat at the hands of Rotherham.
And they started brightly, Damian Batt barely put a foot wrong in the opening exchanges and was instrumental; even firing the occasional shot at goal.
Banet had a small flurry of chances, a driven ball across the box was missed by everyone, when any contact would have seen McCormick having to pick the ball out of the net.
Chances kept coming Oxford's way as James Constable lacked the composure to seal the deal and put Oxford in front. Sean Rigg also managed a half chance. But it was the story of Oxford's home form at the break; good play, but very little composure when it mattered.
Edgar Davids was playing for Barnet today. The Dutchman controlled the flow of the game from start to finish and is surely too good for a League Two club, even on this, his 40th birthday. It was a joy to see such a majestic footballer at The Kassam, playing football the way it should be, truly exquisite.
Barnet must have faced a rollocking from the Dutchman at half time because The Bees came out for the second half fired up, with McCormick having to be at his best to deny some point-blanc chances.
Potter also saw a chance go begging as he skyed over the bar in a one-on-one situation.
The nets fell after a ferocious Vilhete strike. And some Chuckle Brother esq figures took to the pitch to repair the damage. This happened once more before the final whistle, providing the valuable injury time Oxford capitalised on.
And as the game seemed to fade in the final stages, into another predictable Oxford performance, Michael Raynes nodded in the winner five minutes into added on time. A delightful cross from Man of the Match Scott Davies saw Tom Craddock head back across goal for Raynes to head into the open net.
A dream ending for Oxford and Raynes. The centre back's two goals have now come in the last minutes of games, last against Accrington Stanley in the FA cup. But this one mattered more as it leaves The U's five points off the play-offs.
I cannot attend the next match as I'll be at Brunel University on an open day. It's against Chesterfield, who sit five points behind Oxford. I consider myself an optimistic person, but fail to see us getting anything from that tie.
Attendance: 5,027
Man of the Match: Scott Davies - Had to deal with the threat of Edgar Davids throughout. Delivered ball for goal.
Match Rating: *** - The main entertainment was watching the groundsmen hoist the net back up!
Referee Rating: ***** - Excellent officials. Let the game flow very well. Understood that slide tackles aren't always fouls! Something hard to come by these days...
Sunday, 3 March 2013
Oxford United 2 - 1 Port Vale
Matches between these two at the Kassam have been a treat for the spectators over the last couple of seasons. And this was to be no different. And for the third season in a row, the scoreline was the same.
The atmosphere was terrific as the match got underway, the loyal as ever Port Vale fans had come in their droves and were determined to make themselves heard.
Alfie Potter had won it for the Yellows against first-place Gillingham on Tuesday, and the man of the moment put Oxford ahead with just ten minutes on the clock. A tame back pass from the Vale defender was latched onto by Potter, and he showed the composure to slot it past Neal.
Despite the pressure on Port Vale's goal after Potter had netted, Loft beautifully struck from 30 yards to leave Luke McCormick starstruck as the ball flew past him. The Vale fans were jubilant, and there were ripples of applause from some of the Oxford fans.
The rest of the half saw Oxford pressure but without the clinical edge; the story of their season so far.
Two minutes before the half time whistle, Chris Wilder substituted an out of sorts Adam Chapman. He was distraught to say the least, and remained on the bench through the interval, like a sulking teenager.
After the break it was much of the same. Port Vale didn't look like a team challenging for first place; the players were becoming frustrated, and even more so, the fans.
Oxford capitalised on this with some swift football. A corner fell to Andy Whing on the edge of the box, his pin-point pass to Deane Smalley was met with a first touch and a tidy shot through the keeper's legs. It was 2-1.
In an attempt to get back into the match, Vale threw on Lee Hughes. The threat was neutralised by an outstandingly dogged Andy Whing.
And with five minutes left, Liam Davis drew a penalty. Dean Rigg's failure to convert meant the final parts of the match were tense. But The Yellows held on, and made it two wins in two against League Two's high-flyers.
As I walked away from the ground, I looked around, and everyone seemed to have a smile on their face, and if we're going all soppy, there were elements of pathetic fallacy tonight as the sun shone throughout. I am very pleased.
We seem to be cracking these big teams' strategies. With the introduction of Dean Smalley up front, the big, strong forces the top teams possess have been countered by his pace. Knowing us though, we'll lose to Rotherham next Tuesday.
Attendance: 6,322
Man of the Match: Jake Wright - Another solid performance from a player who is surely League One quality.
Match Rating: ***** - Great atmosphere, great result.
Referee Rating: *** - Failed to see some sneaky Port Vale tackles, and gave yellow cards unnecessarily.
The atmosphere was terrific as the match got underway, the loyal as ever Port Vale fans had come in their droves and were determined to make themselves heard.
Alfie Potter had won it for the Yellows against first-place Gillingham on Tuesday, and the man of the moment put Oxford ahead with just ten minutes on the clock. A tame back pass from the Vale defender was latched onto by Potter, and he showed the composure to slot it past Neal.
Despite the pressure on Port Vale's goal after Potter had netted, Loft beautifully struck from 30 yards to leave Luke McCormick starstruck as the ball flew past him. The Vale fans were jubilant, and there were ripples of applause from some of the Oxford fans.
The rest of the half saw Oxford pressure but without the clinical edge; the story of their season so far.
Two minutes before the half time whistle, Chris Wilder substituted an out of sorts Adam Chapman. He was distraught to say the least, and remained on the bench through the interval, like a sulking teenager.
After the break it was much of the same. Port Vale didn't look like a team challenging for first place; the players were becoming frustrated, and even more so, the fans.
Oxford capitalised on this with some swift football. A corner fell to Andy Whing on the edge of the box, his pin-point pass to Deane Smalley was met with a first touch and a tidy shot through the keeper's legs. It was 2-1.
In an attempt to get back into the match, Vale threw on Lee Hughes. The threat was neutralised by an outstandingly dogged Andy Whing.
And with five minutes left, Liam Davis drew a penalty. Dean Rigg's failure to convert meant the final parts of the match were tense. But The Yellows held on, and made it two wins in two against League Two's high-flyers.
As I walked away from the ground, I looked around, and everyone seemed to have a smile on their face, and if we're going all soppy, there were elements of pathetic fallacy tonight as the sun shone throughout. I am very pleased.
We seem to be cracking these big teams' strategies. With the introduction of Dean Smalley up front, the big, strong forces the top teams possess have been countered by his pace. Knowing us though, we'll lose to Rotherham next Tuesday.
Attendance: 6,322
Man of the Match: Jake Wright - Another solid performance from a player who is surely League One quality.
Match Rating: ***** - Great atmosphere, great result.
Referee Rating: *** - Failed to see some sneaky Port Vale tackles, and gave yellow cards unnecessarily.
Saturday, 23 February 2013
PL: Reading 0 - 3 Wigan Athletic
It was time for another trip to the Madejski, this time to watch The Latics take on Reading. Of course, I went in the away end, optimistic as ever of a Wigan win. Now, you may thinking, has Michael ditched The Yellows? Has he always been a Latic at heart? Fear not trusty blog viewer. My second team is Wigan Athletic.
So I'd just been to an open day at the University of Winchester, it was pretty nice, somewhere quaint where I'd like to retire, but quite expensive. Just like the away ticket I bought at "Student" price - 28 quid! It was pretty shocking.
But hey, it's worth paying that much if you're guaranteed a spot on Match of the Day, if there's a goal at your end that is. So there I was, ready, texting my friends the good news, this was going to be my claim to fame. But suddenly a 'Family Steward' escorts me out of the 'family area' which is just behind the goal. Not only is this bad for me, but it also doesn't look very good when, on Match of the Day, Wigan score in front of the faithful and a flurry of toddlers start clapping.
By the time kick off had arrived I was cold due to my lack of headgear, and was seriously considering wearing the Angora hat my Mum had leant me. In the end, I decided not to, mainly because I didn't want to look like a massive bellend.
The opening exchanges were eye-opening. There was a flurry of chances and every pass was composed, and completed, something of a rarity at the Kassam.
And then, just before half-time, Arouna Kone had poked in the ball. It was one nil. The next few seconds were somewhat a blur. Since I was on my own, I found myself high-fiving random strangers, embracing many a northerner like I'd known them for years. It was awesome.
And two minutes later a sweeping ball across from Jean Bausejour found Arouna Kone, who cheekily chipped it over the onrushing Adam Federici. This time, my arm was around the bloke next to me, and we franticly jumped and fist pumped the air. Such an important goal.
As I went down to get a hot drink and a hot dog the fans were chanting 'Ooohh Arouna Koneee'. It was something I'd never experienced, chanting down beneath the stands.
This may seem a little weird to comment on, but the service at Reading was top notch. I had hot dog in one hand and hot chocolate in the other within a matter of minutes. Well done Reading. Unfortunately this is one of few positives I can take from Reading as a whole, their team was abysmal.
And as an intoxicated Latic spilt his beer over my shoe, I felt it was my cue to return to the stands.
The second half was barely three minutes old and we'd scored a third! Now, this is wear I'd feature on Match of the Day, jubilant behind the goal. Instead I was at the top, with hot chocolate down one sleeve. But we were three nil up, away!
To make matters worse for Reading, Pogbrenyak was sent off, for a stamp. And to make matters worse for Wigan, Jordi Gomez was on.
Wigan could've gone on to score one or two more before the end. And with the Wigan fans ecstatic, and Reading fans leaving in their droves, it was full time.
I was getting a lift home with my friend Sam, he's a Reading fan. The smugness on my face was truly impressive. To be honest, he saw the funny side of it. Fair enough. I mean, Reading's performance was laughable. And as the scoreline was read out on the radio, I smiled, and threw in an annoying comment like "Wahay!" - He wasn't best pleased, and neither was his Dad.
I can't wait to spend another weekend with the Wigan away support. It was a lot of fun, a different, community like experience I suspect you wouldn't feel with many other PL teams. And if we play teams like we did today, we're bound to avoid relegation!
It's back to the Kassam next weekend! I had missed a nil nil at home to York because of this match, and in the words of my Dad "I've never seen a more boring Oxford match in my entire life" - This coming from a man who's supported Oxford for forty years. I'm pleased I went to Reading today.
So I'd just been to an open day at the University of Winchester, it was pretty nice, somewhere quaint where I'd like to retire, but quite expensive. Just like the away ticket I bought at "Student" price - 28 quid! It was pretty shocking.
But hey, it's worth paying that much if you're guaranteed a spot on Match of the Day, if there's a goal at your end that is. So there I was, ready, texting my friends the good news, this was going to be my claim to fame. But suddenly a 'Family Steward' escorts me out of the 'family area' which is just behind the goal. Not only is this bad for me, but it also doesn't look very good when, on Match of the Day, Wigan score in front of the faithful and a flurry of toddlers start clapping.
By the time kick off had arrived I was cold due to my lack of headgear, and was seriously considering wearing the Angora hat my Mum had leant me. In the end, I decided not to, mainly because I didn't want to look like a massive bellend.
The opening exchanges were eye-opening. There was a flurry of chances and every pass was composed, and completed, something of a rarity at the Kassam.
And then, just before half-time, Arouna Kone had poked in the ball. It was one nil. The next few seconds were somewhat a blur. Since I was on my own, I found myself high-fiving random strangers, embracing many a northerner like I'd known them for years. It was awesome.
And two minutes later a sweeping ball across from Jean Bausejour found Arouna Kone, who cheekily chipped it over the onrushing Adam Federici. This time, my arm was around the bloke next to me, and we franticly jumped and fist pumped the air. Such an important goal.
As I went down to get a hot drink and a hot dog the fans were chanting 'Ooohh Arouna Koneee'. It was something I'd never experienced, chanting down beneath the stands.
This may seem a little weird to comment on, but the service at Reading was top notch. I had hot dog in one hand and hot chocolate in the other within a matter of minutes. Well done Reading. Unfortunately this is one of few positives I can take from Reading as a whole, their team was abysmal.
And as an intoxicated Latic spilt his beer over my shoe, I felt it was my cue to return to the stands.
The second half was barely three minutes old and we'd scored a third! Now, this is wear I'd feature on Match of the Day, jubilant behind the goal. Instead I was at the top, with hot chocolate down one sleeve. But we were three nil up, away!
To make matters worse for Reading, Pogbrenyak was sent off, for a stamp. And to make matters worse for Wigan, Jordi Gomez was on.
Wigan could've gone on to score one or two more before the end. And with the Wigan fans ecstatic, and Reading fans leaving in their droves, it was full time.
I was getting a lift home with my friend Sam, he's a Reading fan. The smugness on my face was truly impressive. To be honest, he saw the funny side of it. Fair enough. I mean, Reading's performance was laughable. And as the scoreline was read out on the radio, I smiled, and threw in an annoying comment like "Wahay!" - He wasn't best pleased, and neither was his Dad.
I can't wait to spend another weekend with the Wigan away support. It was a lot of fun, a different, community like experience I suspect you wouldn't feel with many other PL teams. And if we play teams like we did today, we're bound to avoid relegation!
It's back to the Kassam next weekend! I had missed a nil nil at home to York because of this match, and in the words of my Dad "I've never seen a more boring Oxford match in my entire life" - This coming from a man who's supported Oxford for forty years. I'm pleased I went to Reading today.
Wednesday, 30 January 2013
Oxford United 1 - 1 Burton Albion
Both teams shared the spoils in a match ridden by horrific conditions. On this blustery January evening, the wind was often louder than the atmosphere as it rippled over the thin sheets of metal covering the stands.
James Constable's return from suspension promised much for The Yellows. Last time out at Fleetwood, it was clear Dean Smalley was not yet an able replacement for Constable. Max Crocombe came into the first team for his debut after some below-par performances from Clarke's replacement Wayne Brown; the 19 year-old was warmly received with his every touch, helping calm the nerves.
The game started with barely a chance for either team, Calvin Zola's presence seemed to pose the biggest threat however, but Jake Wright dealt with him exceptionally. The occasional burst of pace from Sean Rigg was all that home crowd was able to get excited at in a first half dominated by a lack of creation.
Burton looked like a team who should be struggling, but instead they're pushing for promotion. This clash had mid-table written all over it. And my half-time flask of tea was almost as disappointing as the first-half of football. The second half didn't promise much.
The second half started brightly however as The Yellows took the lead through James Constable. It was evident how much it meant to him after the passionate celebration. Chances followed for Oxford but they couldn't convert the headers that fell their way.
Burton capitalised as Maghoma was able to toy with Michael Raynes, before he rolled the ball past young Max Crocombe. The remaining twenty minutes left Tom Craddock with a chance, but his lack of pace saw the ball roll out. The final chance fell to Billy Kee, the future star slashed his volley horribly wide though, and that was game over.
A game to forget for all involved, Oxford will feel aggrieved as they only came away with the point however, with most of the chances falling to The Yellows. But the treturous conditions meant the game was never destined to be a thriller. This Saturday I'm off to Roots Hall, Southend, for a match which looks to have all the makings of a classic!
Attendance: 4,906
Man of the Match: Sean Rigg - Showed great desire.
Match Rating: **
Referee Rating: ** - No big decisions, but got many of the little ones incorrect, conditions didn't help though.
James Constable's return from suspension promised much for The Yellows. Last time out at Fleetwood, it was clear Dean Smalley was not yet an able replacement for Constable. Max Crocombe came into the first team for his debut after some below-par performances from Clarke's replacement Wayne Brown; the 19 year-old was warmly received with his every touch, helping calm the nerves.
The game started with barely a chance for either team, Calvin Zola's presence seemed to pose the biggest threat however, but Jake Wright dealt with him exceptionally. The occasional burst of pace from Sean Rigg was all that home crowd was able to get excited at in a first half dominated by a lack of creation.
Burton looked like a team who should be struggling, but instead they're pushing for promotion. This clash had mid-table written all over it. And my half-time flask of tea was almost as disappointing as the first-half of football. The second half didn't promise much.
The second half started brightly however as The Yellows took the lead through James Constable. It was evident how much it meant to him after the passionate celebration. Chances followed for Oxford but they couldn't convert the headers that fell their way.
Burton capitalised as Maghoma was able to toy with Michael Raynes, before he rolled the ball past young Max Crocombe. The remaining twenty minutes left Tom Craddock with a chance, but his lack of pace saw the ball roll out. The final chance fell to Billy Kee, the future star slashed his volley horribly wide though, and that was game over.
A game to forget for all involved, Oxford will feel aggrieved as they only came away with the point however, with most of the chances falling to The Yellows. But the treturous conditions meant the game was never destined to be a thriller. This Saturday I'm off to Roots Hall, Southend, for a match which looks to have all the makings of a classic!
Attendance: 4,906
Man of the Match: Sean Rigg - Showed great desire.
Match Rating: **
Referee Rating: ** - No big decisions, but got many of the little ones incorrect, conditions didn't help though.
Saturday, 5 January 2013
FA Cup 3rd Round: Oxford United 0 - 3 Sheffield United
With the second acquisition of Justin Richards to Oxford in his career, the Englishman was hoping to make an immediate impact for The Yellows who went into this game as the heavy underdogs. Lewis Montrose, released by Gillingham also signs for Oxford, but was cup tied today.
Oxford faced a high-flying Sheffield United of League 1, who came into the game on the back of a poor defeat to bottom side Hartlepool United. However, with the appointment of Stoke City centre back Danny Higginbotham, a solid defence was inevitable.
The game started slowly, with few chances for both teams. One thing was clear though, the referee was keen on his whistle. And a free-kick was unfairly awarded to The Blades in the seventeenth which McMahon bent over the wall past a stagnant Ryan Clarke. The goalkeeper could've attempted it, in my opinion it was slow, and savable.
Referee Boyeson and his officials continued to be on the receiving end of some abuse from the Oxford fans as decisions were constantly made halting the flow towards the end of the first half.
After the break Richards found himself with the goalkeeper at his mercy, but struggled to get the ball out his feet, and scooped it over the bar. Agonisingly close, but the Oxford faithful were sensing a goal.
And after another chance went begging from Tom Craddock, David Kitson doubled Sheffield's advantage in the 51st minute with a tap in from a fine McDonald cross. And Oxford were left ruing what could've been as the travelling Blades fans were jubilant.
At long last Chris Wilder decided to make a change to our left side, Tony Capaldi and Luke O'Brian started the game there but failed to provide the energy, creativity and width Oxford needed; they're two very similar players. Therefore the introduction of Sean Rigg was a welcome addition. Immediately, the difference was noticed with the quality of crossing increasing, with Sheffield's left-back often in serious trouble.
After creating barely anything throughout the game however, Sheffield found themselves 3-0 up with a powerful drive into the top corner form Nick Blackman. It was game over.
This has been a match Oxford can look back on with much regret, yet with much admiration. The team showed glimpses of quality and didn't look phased by James Constable's four match ban. The criticism I'd have is of Wilder, his decision to start Capaldi and O'Brian on the same wing was flawed. Throughout the game they looked confused and uninspired.
I love the FA Cup, and to be knocked out is a great shame. But now we look forward to a JPT Semi-final against Southend, and league matches which look encouraging. It's crunch time in League two.
Attendance: 7,079
Man of the Match: Peter Leven - Great vision, great composure, linked up the team well.
Match Rating: ** - Sheffield had a team of time-wasters and the misses were frustrating
Referee Rating: * - A poor match from the ref and his officials. The game didn't flow and a tackle couldn't be made with aggression.
Oxford faced a high-flying Sheffield United of League 1, who came into the game on the back of a poor defeat to bottom side Hartlepool United. However, with the appointment of Stoke City centre back Danny Higginbotham, a solid defence was inevitable.
The game started slowly, with few chances for both teams. One thing was clear though, the referee was keen on his whistle. And a free-kick was unfairly awarded to The Blades in the seventeenth which McMahon bent over the wall past a stagnant Ryan Clarke. The goalkeeper could've attempted it, in my opinion it was slow, and savable.
Referee Boyeson and his officials continued to be on the receiving end of some abuse from the Oxford fans as decisions were constantly made halting the flow towards the end of the first half.
After the break Richards found himself with the goalkeeper at his mercy, but struggled to get the ball out his feet, and scooped it over the bar. Agonisingly close, but the Oxford faithful were sensing a goal.
And after another chance went begging from Tom Craddock, David Kitson doubled Sheffield's advantage in the 51st minute with a tap in from a fine McDonald cross. And Oxford were left ruing what could've been as the travelling Blades fans were jubilant.
At long last Chris Wilder decided to make a change to our left side, Tony Capaldi and Luke O'Brian started the game there but failed to provide the energy, creativity and width Oxford needed; they're two very similar players. Therefore the introduction of Sean Rigg was a welcome addition. Immediately, the difference was noticed with the quality of crossing increasing, with Sheffield's left-back often in serious trouble.
After creating barely anything throughout the game however, Sheffield found themselves 3-0 up with a powerful drive into the top corner form Nick Blackman. It was game over.
This has been a match Oxford can look back on with much regret, yet with much admiration. The team showed glimpses of quality and didn't look phased by James Constable's four match ban. The criticism I'd have is of Wilder, his decision to start Capaldi and O'Brian on the same wing was flawed. Throughout the game they looked confused and uninspired.
I love the FA Cup, and to be knocked out is a great shame. But now we look forward to a JPT Semi-final against Southend, and league matches which look encouraging. It's crunch time in League two.
Attendance: 7,079
Man of the Match: Peter Leven - Great vision, great composure, linked up the team well.
Match Rating: ** - Sheffield had a team of time-wasters and the misses were frustrating
Referee Rating: * - A poor match from the ref and his officials. The game didn't flow and a tackle couldn't be made with aggression.
Wednesday, 2 January 2013
Oxford United 1 - 0 Cheltenham Town
Firstly, I'll apologise for the lack of blogposts recently. I haven't been to an Oxford game since Barnet away, with the premier league interludes, as well as my Saturday job its been hard to get a moment free when Oxford are playing.
Oxford secured their third consecutive win over high-flying Cheltenham. A Peter Leven penalty was the difference between the two teams in a game which lacked energy and fluidity. Referee, Fred Graham was part to do with this, due to his picky nature.
The opening exchanges saw few chances before Elliot was deemed to have obstructed Craddock in the penalty area. Peter Leven says he played mind games before the penalty was taken with Cheltenham keeper, Brown, who had his third attempt this season to save a Leven penalty, but once again failed to do so. Leven, clinical as ever from 12 yards slotted it to the right of keeper to make it three out of three.
Today was to be Lee Cox's last match for The Yellows as he returns to Swindon, but he failed to leave with class as many passes went astray. The same can be said for Tom Craddock, his lack of desire on the pitch is second to none, a dreadful performance by the precise finisher. However, it was good to see Michael Duberry back in the starting line-up for the first time this season, he may not be back to full fitness, but his leadership qualities and experience is vital.
Talking of leadership, Oxford's captain today performed impeccably throughout the game. Jake Wright cleared everything that came his way, his performance was truly outstanding and I'm sure an Oxford win would have not been on the cards had he not been on form.
A fascinating battle evolved throughout the match between Jermain McGlashan and Damian Batt. The young winger for The Robins was a handful all afternoon and was the only real advanced playmaker Cheltenham seemed to possess. Batt was up to the challenge however and dealt with him effectively.
Cheltenham came close towards the end, with chances falling inches past the post, but this was Oxford's day, the perfect start to 2013.
Attendance: 6,951 (637 from Cheltenham)
Man of the Match: Jake Wright - Everything that came his way was handled superbly
Match Rating: ** - Few chances, yet fascinating.
Referee Rating: ** - Fred Graham, Failed to let the game flow, very keen to blow his whistle.
Oxford secured their third consecutive win over high-flying Cheltenham. A Peter Leven penalty was the difference between the two teams in a game which lacked energy and fluidity. Referee, Fred Graham was part to do with this, due to his picky nature.
The opening exchanges saw few chances before Elliot was deemed to have obstructed Craddock in the penalty area. Peter Leven says he played mind games before the penalty was taken with Cheltenham keeper, Brown, who had his third attempt this season to save a Leven penalty, but once again failed to do so. Leven, clinical as ever from 12 yards slotted it to the right of keeper to make it three out of three.
Today was to be Lee Cox's last match for The Yellows as he returns to Swindon, but he failed to leave with class as many passes went astray. The same can be said for Tom Craddock, his lack of desire on the pitch is second to none, a dreadful performance by the precise finisher. However, it was good to see Michael Duberry back in the starting line-up for the first time this season, he may not be back to full fitness, but his leadership qualities and experience is vital.
Talking of leadership, Oxford's captain today performed impeccably throughout the game. Jake Wright cleared everything that came his way, his performance was truly outstanding and I'm sure an Oxford win would have not been on the cards had he not been on form.
A fascinating battle evolved throughout the match between Jermain McGlashan and Damian Batt. The young winger for The Robins was a handful all afternoon and was the only real advanced playmaker Cheltenham seemed to possess. Batt was up to the challenge however and dealt with him effectively.
Cheltenham came close towards the end, with chances falling inches past the post, but this was Oxford's day, the perfect start to 2013.
Attendance: 6,951 (637 from Cheltenham)
Man of the Match: Jake Wright - Everything that came his way was handled superbly
Match Rating: ** - Few chances, yet fascinating.
Referee Rating: ** - Fred Graham, Failed to let the game flow, very keen to blow his whistle.
Monday, 26 November 2012
PL: Wigan Athletic 3-2 Reading
My friends laughed at me when I said I was going all the way up north to watch my second team, Wigan, play Reading. 'A rubbish game' they said, 'El Crappico' they bellowed. After that match, lets just say, they haven't asked me how the game was.
The reason for the journey to Manchester is because my friend, Sam, is for some reason a Reading fan.With myself supporting Wigan we had planned this day if Reading were to get promoted last season; they did, and so it was, we were going to the exotic Wigan on a soggy November afternoon.
Reading fans have been renowned for their bad atmosphere and lack of chanting. I was hoping to prove the doubters wrong on my trip up there and experience the level of decibels heard at the Kassam every other weekend. From this match what I can conclude is that the chant 'You only sing when you're winning' definitely applies to Reading fans. It was disappointing.
So the game got under way, and with our seats positioned relatively low, we were hopeful that an appearance on Match of the Day was imminent.
The difference in styles of play from what I'm used to seeing in League 2 is noticeable to say the least. Each player that gets the ball, TURNS! The movement was the most impressive thing though, maybe not from Reading, but from Wigan certainly.
The first goal was nodded in by Reading's centre back Morrison after half an hour of football. I was sat in the Reading end; Sam went hysterical and I showed my happiness for them, whilst feeling rather ill inside. And at one nil it stayed.
My experience of a Premier League game at this point had been very positive. I'd been surprised at the atmosphere from both sets of fans, the quality of football, the respect each team had for one another, but not the price of a burger.
As the second half got under way it was all Wigan as they attacked towards the Reading end. Federici produced a great save early on, but ten minutes later he could only parry to Jordi Gomez, who fired in from close range. A hugely important goal.
This certainly perked up the Wigan fans and their continued support noticeably boosted the home side. Now, something fundamentally important is man marking. Arouna Kone, the 3mil summer signing for The Latics was on top form, perhaps this was the reason he was always in acres of space, but Reading did look shabby at the back. It was his ball out wide to Jean Bausejour which lead to a cross which Gomez was able to nod in, past Federici. It was 2-1.
I said to Sam before Reading equalized that they needed a miracle to get back into this. And they did, with just ten minutes left Ali Al Habsi, a usually reliable goalkeeper fumbled a looping blocked shot into the back of the net. Reading had a lifeline. And with a couple of penalty appeals the tide of the match may just have been turning.
Look, it may sound like I am making this up, but I predicted there was going to be a last minute winner from someone. And what would you know! A beautifully constructed swift break gave Gomez the chance to net a winner. he didn't disappoint and it was 3-2! An epic match.
And that proved to be the final action of the game, the final whistle came with one or two boo's from Reading fans, with some talking about McDermott's future outside the DW.
And there it was, the end of my first Premier League match. As Sam and I ran desperately back through the raining streets of Wigan for our train there was something that made me feel quite mortal, I'd seen a gme in the league that is so profoundly loved throughout the world, I'd savoured the atmosphere, the football, there was a sense of nostalgia in the air.
And so as the fans of Wigan prepare for their next home game against Manchester City on Wednesday, I prepare for Oxford's next home game against Aldershot. I couldn't be happier.
The reason for the journey to Manchester is because my friend, Sam, is for some reason a Reading fan.With myself supporting Wigan we had planned this day if Reading were to get promoted last season; they did, and so it was, we were going to the exotic Wigan on a soggy November afternoon.
Reading fans have been renowned for their bad atmosphere and lack of chanting. I was hoping to prove the doubters wrong on my trip up there and experience the level of decibels heard at the Kassam every other weekend. From this match what I can conclude is that the chant 'You only sing when you're winning' definitely applies to Reading fans. It was disappointing.
So the game got under way, and with our seats positioned relatively low, we were hopeful that an appearance on Match of the Day was imminent.
The difference in styles of play from what I'm used to seeing in League 2 is noticeable to say the least. Each player that gets the ball, TURNS! The movement was the most impressive thing though, maybe not from Reading, but from Wigan certainly.
The first goal was nodded in by Reading's centre back Morrison after half an hour of football. I was sat in the Reading end; Sam went hysterical and I showed my happiness for them, whilst feeling rather ill inside. And at one nil it stayed.
My experience of a Premier League game at this point had been very positive. I'd been surprised at the atmosphere from both sets of fans, the quality of football, the respect each team had for one another, but not the price of a burger.
As the second half got under way it was all Wigan as they attacked towards the Reading end. Federici produced a great save early on, but ten minutes later he could only parry to Jordi Gomez, who fired in from close range. A hugely important goal.
This certainly perked up the Wigan fans and their continued support noticeably boosted the home side. Now, something fundamentally important is man marking. Arouna Kone, the 3mil summer signing for The Latics was on top form, perhaps this was the reason he was always in acres of space, but Reading did look shabby at the back. It was his ball out wide to Jean Bausejour which lead to a cross which Gomez was able to nod in, past Federici. It was 2-1.
I said to Sam before Reading equalized that they needed a miracle to get back into this. And they did, with just ten minutes left Ali Al Habsi, a usually reliable goalkeeper fumbled a looping blocked shot into the back of the net. Reading had a lifeline. And with a couple of penalty appeals the tide of the match may just have been turning.
Look, it may sound like I am making this up, but I predicted there was going to be a last minute winner from someone. And what would you know! A beautifully constructed swift break gave Gomez the chance to net a winner. he didn't disappoint and it was 3-2! An epic match.
And that proved to be the final action of the game, the final whistle came with one or two boo's from Reading fans, with some talking about McDermott's future outside the DW.
And there it was, the end of my first Premier League match. As Sam and I ran desperately back through the raining streets of Wigan for our train there was something that made me feel quite mortal, I'd seen a gme in the league that is so profoundly loved throughout the world, I'd savoured the atmosphere, the football, there was a sense of nostalgia in the air.
And so as the fans of Wigan prepare for their next home game against Manchester City on Wednesday, I prepare for Oxford's next home game against Aldershot. I couldn't be happier.
Wednesday, 21 November 2012
Away Day - Barnet 2 - 2 Oxford United
On a soaking November evening I made the trip down to Underhill, The Football League's smallest ground, and due to the failure of matching Football League standards; Barnet are to relocate next season. 600 Oxford fans made the journey along with myself to North London for an exciting game of football. After the 2-0 triumph at Underhill earlier this season in the FA Cup, a win would've looked on the cards for Oxford, however, this is a side lacking in cofidence, a side slipping towards the wrong end of the table.
Chris Wilder made one change going into tonight's game; Tony Capaldi replaced Liam Davis. With Tom Craddock and Jake Forster-Caskey still out of action it was going to make the task harder.
The match had barely started flowing before Barnet grabbed the first goal of the game. Hyde leapt highest to loop the ball with his head into the far corner. Oxford are yet to win a game this season by coming from a losing position.
There was an immediate reply though by Sean Rigg. The United striker drilled home Constable's knock down into the bottom corner. And we were back at level-pegging after just six exciting minutes.
Chances were created by both sides leading up to half time, with Oxford coming closest in a match where more goals were definitely on the cards.
Straight after half time, Peter Leven whipped in a cross which Andy Whing nodded in for his first Oxford goal. A very important goal since Oxford have a reputation of failing to convert chances.
As the rain poured, Oxford began to lack a cutting edge. Alfie Potter's ability to take on an opponent seems to have detriorated and Peter Leven failed to change a game like he so often has.
Barnet capitalised. With twenty minutes left Hyde was there again to knock in a fierce ball across the box by Peter Holmes. The Oxford fans were fuming, Barnet fans jubilant.
Chances were becoming more prominent for both teams as the game was drawing to a close. Barnet had a chance to snatch all three points but saw a goal disallowed for offside, and a shot just past the post. An indirect freekick on the six yard line posed the biggest oppotunity for The Yellows. But the best chance was the last attack of the game as Johnny Mullins saw his header hit the post, trickle across the line, and hit the other post. How that didn't go in bewilders me.
So, Oxford shared the spoils in a game they should really be winning. It's hard to see on recent form how Oxford will achieve anything positive this year.
Attendance: 1,600 (600 Oxford)
Man of the Match: Johhny Mullins - Did his job expertly.
Match Rating: **** - Either team could've won it by the end.
Referee Rating: **** - Got most of the decisions correct with one or two exceptions.
Chris Wilder made one change going into tonight's game; Tony Capaldi replaced Liam Davis. With Tom Craddock and Jake Forster-Caskey still out of action it was going to make the task harder.
The match had barely started flowing before Barnet grabbed the first goal of the game. Hyde leapt highest to loop the ball with his head into the far corner. Oxford are yet to win a game this season by coming from a losing position.
There was an immediate reply though by Sean Rigg. The United striker drilled home Constable's knock down into the bottom corner. And we were back at level-pegging after just six exciting minutes.
Chances were created by both sides leading up to half time, with Oxford coming closest in a match where more goals were definitely on the cards.
Straight after half time, Peter Leven whipped in a cross which Andy Whing nodded in for his first Oxford goal. A very important goal since Oxford have a reputation of failing to convert chances.
As the rain poured, Oxford began to lack a cutting edge. Alfie Potter's ability to take on an opponent seems to have detriorated and Peter Leven failed to change a game like he so often has.
Barnet capitalised. With twenty minutes left Hyde was there again to knock in a fierce ball across the box by Peter Holmes. The Oxford fans were fuming, Barnet fans jubilant.
Chances were becoming more prominent for both teams as the game was drawing to a close. Barnet had a chance to snatch all three points but saw a goal disallowed for offside, and a shot just past the post. An indirect freekick on the six yard line posed the biggest oppotunity for The Yellows. But the best chance was the last attack of the game as Johnny Mullins saw his header hit the post, trickle across the line, and hit the other post. How that didn't go in bewilders me.
So, Oxford shared the spoils in a game they should really be winning. It's hard to see on recent form how Oxford will achieve anything positive this year.
Attendance: 1,600 (600 Oxford)
Man of the Match: Johhny Mullins - Did his job expertly.
Match Rating: **** - Either team could've won it by the end.
Referee Rating: **** - Got most of the decisions correct with one or two exceptions.
Monday, 22 October 2012
Oxford United 5 - 0 Accrington Stanley
On Monday night Oxford looked like a team recently woven together, there was no cohesion about them; no togetherness. It was a different story today as Accrington came to the Kassam on the back of two defeats and slipping out of the play-off places. Tom Craddock said after the match that the start Oxford enjoyed can was "like a false start", but with today's result, The Yellows look to be back underway with their push for promotion.
Oxford tend to start games brightly, and today was no different. With just twelve minutes on the clock Tom Craddock striked, hoisting the ball into the back of the net, starting what would prove to be a prolific day for the Oxford striker.
Ian Dunbavin was Stanley's man of the match. He misjudged a back pass however in the twenty third minute, allowing Craddock to pick his spot and slot the ball past his near post.
James Constable looks to be finding his form which has been in abundance recently. A goal would have done him good but today Dunbavin came out on top. From one of his rebounded shots Craddock was on hand to blast into the roof of the net. A first half hat-trick for Craddock, and three goals for United!
The Stanley defence was poor. As for the strikeforce, they had very few chances to force the issue, yet struck the post just coming up to half time.
Unfortunately a more lenient Oxford United approached the second half. The fans, very rarely relaxed, were. And the style of football followed. Although Accrington hit the bar it was simple for Oxford, and they played with confidence.
Craddock became the first person to score four in a game for Oxford in twenty years when he wrong-footed Dunbavin to put the icing on the cake.
The fifth came from Alfie Potter, who by his standards had a quiet night. Some slick football left Potter on the receiving end of a Peter Leven chip. He nestled it between a dumbfound Dunbavin's legs.
The final whistle couldn't come sooner for Stanley whose 96 travelling fans sang their hearts out the entire game. It's hard to believe they sit in the upper half of the table considering this was the worst team seen at the Kassam in a long while.
Oxford on the other hand needed this. Chris Wilder needed this. Tom Craddock needed this. Let's hope this will be the catalyst in a Christmas surge Oxford normally encounter.
Attendance: 5,403
Man of the Match: Tom Craddock - His four goal haul more than doubled his tally for the season. Although he owes much of his success to Constable
Match Rating: *****
Referee Rating: Deadman - Nothing controversial to deal with.
Wednesday, 3 October 2012
Oxford United 3 - 2 AFC Wimbledon
It was the worst run of Chris Wilder's reign at Oxford United. Six defeats from six meant The U's were heading to the wrong end of the table. As the murmurs of 'Wilder Out' loudened this was a must win game for Chris who could have been looking for a new job come Monday morning. However, new Oxford chairman Ian Lenaghan has declared he will only judge wilder when the team is at full strength. That could be a while. AFC Wimbledon however have already gone ahead and sacked long-term boss Terry Brown who gained them four straight promotions; a bit harsh in my opinion.
This was a game from the off that produced many chances. Oxford had't touched the ball before Wayne Brown was brought into action to tip round the post. The resulting corner was far from convincingly dealt with. But it would be Oxford who got the early break; Jake Forster-Caskey looping a free kick over the wall and past goalkeeper Brown of Wimbledon. One nil to Oxford and I could feel a whole lot more comfortable. For ten minutes.
Eleven minutes after getting the first goal Oxford were pegged back through a goal mouth scramble that could only be found in the lower leagues. With Oxford failing to clear on multiple occasions, Harrison was there to nod the ball in.
United keeper Wayne Brown had been called in to replace Ryan Clarke, whose form had recently dipped. Against Rotherham Brown made a couple of faults, resulting in two goals. Arguably, the second Wimbledon goal was savable. From thirty-five yards Fenlon let strike and found the opposite bottom corner.
Inevitable boo's from the home fans followed with the odd 'Wilder Out' chant thrown in just to make sure the message was clear. Wayne Brown received a fair share of jeers as the sides went in for the break.
Simon Heslop, like most other Oxford players has been low on confidence, and on poor form. He was brought on at half-time, replacing Simon Cox. And it was Heslop who delivered an inspired ball into the box which failed to receive the deserved header from Potter, it was saved, but the rebound tapped in by Dean Smalley.
It was Oxford who piled on the pressure, but Wimbledon who had the better of the openings. A shot looped over Oxford keeper Wayne Brown, looking goal-bound, but finding the post. Brown was later subbed for Clarke to a standing ovation from the Oxford fans.
Times were growing hard for The Yellows, but there wasn't the usual, tense atmosphere in the stands, instead it was one of acceptance that we are not a team that can be challenging the top clubs of the league with such a bland line-up.
Luckily, the two Wimbledon centre backs were as bad as any seen at The Kassam in recent times. This allowed Tommy Craddock to drive a ball through the defence for an Alfie Potter tap in.
The action wasn't over there and in the last minute Ryan Clarke produced a save that wouldn't look out of place in the premier league. Wimbledon also hit the bar with seconds left on the clock.
Full time and Wimbledon must be absolutely devastated they have nothing to show for a hearty performance at the Kassam. As for Oxford, they didn't lose! I left the ground feeling very pleased.
Attendance: 5,206
Man of the Match: Sean Rigg - Produced some cracking crosses.
Match Rating: ****
Referee Rating: East - He had a fairly good game except for one or two late on decisions. Let the game flow very well.
This was a game from the off that produced many chances. Oxford had't touched the ball before Wayne Brown was brought into action to tip round the post. The resulting corner was far from convincingly dealt with. But it would be Oxford who got the early break; Jake Forster-Caskey looping a free kick over the wall and past goalkeeper Brown of Wimbledon. One nil to Oxford and I could feel a whole lot more comfortable. For ten minutes.
Eleven minutes after getting the first goal Oxford were pegged back through a goal mouth scramble that could only be found in the lower leagues. With Oxford failing to clear on multiple occasions, Harrison was there to nod the ball in.
United keeper Wayne Brown had been called in to replace Ryan Clarke, whose form had recently dipped. Against Rotherham Brown made a couple of faults, resulting in two goals. Arguably, the second Wimbledon goal was savable. From thirty-five yards Fenlon let strike and found the opposite bottom corner.
Inevitable boo's from the home fans followed with the odd 'Wilder Out' chant thrown in just to make sure the message was clear. Wayne Brown received a fair share of jeers as the sides went in for the break.
Simon Heslop, like most other Oxford players has been low on confidence, and on poor form. He was brought on at half-time, replacing Simon Cox. And it was Heslop who delivered an inspired ball into the box which failed to receive the deserved header from Potter, it was saved, but the rebound tapped in by Dean Smalley.
It was Oxford who piled on the pressure, but Wimbledon who had the better of the openings. A shot looped over Oxford keeper Wayne Brown, looking goal-bound, but finding the post. Brown was later subbed for Clarke to a standing ovation from the Oxford fans.
Times were growing hard for The Yellows, but there wasn't the usual, tense atmosphere in the stands, instead it was one of acceptance that we are not a team that can be challenging the top clubs of the league with such a bland line-up.
Luckily, the two Wimbledon centre backs were as bad as any seen at The Kassam in recent times. This allowed Tommy Craddock to drive a ball through the defence for an Alfie Potter tap in.
The action wasn't over there and in the last minute Ryan Clarke produced a save that wouldn't look out of place in the premier league. Wimbledon also hit the bar with seconds left on the clock.
Full time and Wimbledon must be absolutely devastated they have nothing to show for a hearty performance at the Kassam. As for Oxford, they didn't lose! I left the ground feeling very pleased.
Attendance: 5,206
Man of the Match: Sean Rigg - Produced some cracking crosses.
Match Rating: ****
Referee Rating: East - He had a fairly good game except for one or two late on decisions. Let the game flow very well.
Monday, 24 September 2012
Oxford United 0 - 2 Bradford City
Between my last report and this The Yellows had failed to record a single point, resulting in a four match losing streak. So Oxford would be hoping to put all that behind them as they welcome a lively bunch of Bradford fans down from Yorkshire. Oxford are happy to welcome back talisman Peter Leven from a long term injury, however, Adam Chapman becoming injured in training leaves the U's still short of fit players. Tony Capaldi was consequently pushed into centre midfield with O'Brien making his first appearance at left-back for the club.
As the game got under way there was a definite anticipation amongst the Oxford fans, the feeling that we needed a win, not a great performance, just the three points.
The opening exchanges saw nothing in the way of chances, with both teams seemingly lacking ambition. Ryan Clarke had a scare when he misjudged coming out for the ball, but got away with it. That was as much action to be seen in the first half which can be described as unimaginative and boring. The 4-3-3 routine formation constantly used by Wilder has become an annoyance amongst fans and something needed to change in the second period.
The second half started as the first had finished; slowly. Bradford scored their first goal from a corner, a bullet header by Davies left Oxford's spirits dampened.
A response was needed by Oxford; an injection of pace by Potter, perhaps a whipped ball into the box by Batt. However, a drab Oxford side created nothing. This led the way for Bradford to capitalise, a shot tipped round the post by Clarke led to a corner which once again they scored from.
Boo's began to ring out in corners of the Kassam Stadium as conflicting views of Wilder became evident. And when James Constable finally got a shot away with five minutes left to play ironic cheers reverberated around the ground.
I left the ground reflecting on a horrendous Oxford performance. And with coming fixtures giving The Yellows no sympathy its hard to see when this losing streak will end. I now find myself joining the 'Wilder Out' club as his predictable set-up see's no end and his summer transfers have not lived up to expectation. But the injury concerns are out of his hands, however, a good manager would surely cope despite the unforeseen problems.
Attendance: 6,032
Man of the Match: Peter Leven - Good to have him back.
Match rating: *
Referee Rating: *** - Unfairly booked James Constable, but other than that had a fairly uneventful game.
As the game got under way there was a definite anticipation amongst the Oxford fans, the feeling that we needed a win, not a great performance, just the three points.
The opening exchanges saw nothing in the way of chances, with both teams seemingly lacking ambition. Ryan Clarke had a scare when he misjudged coming out for the ball, but got away with it. That was as much action to be seen in the first half which can be described as unimaginative and boring. The 4-3-3 routine formation constantly used by Wilder has become an annoyance amongst fans and something needed to change in the second period.
The second half started as the first had finished; slowly. Bradford scored their first goal from a corner, a bullet header by Davies left Oxford's spirits dampened.
A response was needed by Oxford; an injection of pace by Potter, perhaps a whipped ball into the box by Batt. However, a drab Oxford side created nothing. This led the way for Bradford to capitalise, a shot tipped round the post by Clarke led to a corner which once again they scored from.
Boo's began to ring out in corners of the Kassam Stadium as conflicting views of Wilder became evident. And when James Constable finally got a shot away with five minutes left to play ironic cheers reverberated around the ground.
I left the ground reflecting on a horrendous Oxford performance. And with coming fixtures giving The Yellows no sympathy its hard to see when this losing streak will end. I now find myself joining the 'Wilder Out' club as his predictable set-up see's no end and his summer transfers have not lived up to expectation. But the injury concerns are out of his hands, however, a good manager would surely cope despite the unforeseen problems.
Attendance: 6,032
Man of the Match: Peter Leven - Good to have him back.
Match rating: *
Referee Rating: *** - Unfairly booked James Constable, but other than that had a fairly uneventful game.
Saturday, 8 September 2012
Oxford United 2 - 4 Exeter City
An immediate response cancelled out this goal. A controversial penalty was awarded, giving Jake Forster-Caskey the chance to get a goal back for Oxford. He didn't disappoint.
An impressive 695 made the journey up from Exeter for a clash that was last played a good five years ago in the play-off semi-finals; it was Exeter who came off the better then, and it would be Exeter who come off the better today.With the opening exchanges showing signs of promise for The Yellows it was Exeter who grabbed the first goal. With plenty of time to pick his spot, Cureton lashed it into the top corner.
The linesman seemed to have trouble spotting a couple offsides after this, so when Ryan Clarke prevented the ball from going for a corner, the linesman thought otherwise and awarded the corner. From the resulting decision Exeter were able to double their lead, a bullet header from Bennett left Clarke helpless and Oxford fans infuriated.
As the half grew older it was clear where this Oxford tram needed strengthening; out wide. Sean Rigg failed to produce the crosses which had attracted Wilder to him, with Batt facing similar problems. As for Exeter,, with Cureton leading the attack and a stern defence on display they can be pleased. Contrastingly, the officials were met with deserved jeers from the home crowd.
With the crowd rejuvenated Oxford pushed on, created chances, and eventually got a second on 63 minutes through a free-kick, the ball whipped in by Chapman created problems for Goalkeeper, Krysiak who flapped leaving an open net which Potter headed into.
Only a goal down now the fans started to believe, the players started to believe. However, the final touch was missing, Smalley had the best chance, but his header went over from five yards out. Then a sublime ball from Exeter's, Bauza split United's defence and fed O'Flynn through for a one-on-one situation with Clarke, he buried it on the bottom corner.
With twenty minutes still on the clock it wasn't totally out of sight. But when James Constable received a second yellow card for a soft challenge, the game was over.
This defeat can be looked at as completely the officials fault, but Oxford must give credit to a strong Exeter side, who looked equipped in every department on the pitch today. A club which made many transfers in the window looked like a team bound together for years. As for Oxford, this is a match to forget in many respects. Perhaps a cup hangover? Just an off-day? There were positives to take however, the football played at points was promising and Chapman linked up play very well.
Attendance: 6,548
Man of the Match: Adam Chapman - Despite tiring late on, he was composed throughout and led by example.
Match Rating: ****
Referee Rating: * - And the reason he gets one star is because one of his linesmen did well.
Thursday, 6 September 2012
Oxford United 1 - 0 Swindon Town
It was derby day in this Johnstone's Paint Trophy first round tie as Oxford looked for their third win in a year against their high-flying local rivals Swindon Town. The pre-match build up was mainly dominated by the rumours that Oxford boss, Chris Wilder, could be departing to Coventry.
As the game got under way it was clear this was going to be a match that would require a stern defensive performance from centre backs Michael Raynes and Jake Wright.
With both sets of fans singing their hearts out it was a cracking atmosphere, but it was Swindon who had the clearer of the openings. Twice opportunities came for the team in red, but both times they were wasted and the attempts didn't even hit the target.
Going into half time the defenders had proceeded with their duty excellently, stopping all Swindon attacks and limiting the chances to a minimum.
After the break both teams lacked pace on the wings. The introduction of Alfie Potter for Oxford failed to inject the extra pace needed and the fans were becoming slightly frustrated.
But it was Swindon who looked the most likely of the two sides to break the deadlock in the tight derby affair. Only a set piece or a lucky break, could be seen as the only way Oxford were going to get a goal.
As various scuffles amongst fans began to break out they became the main centre of attention as the match flattened.
However, with eighty-eight minutes on the clock and penalties looming large, two Town defenders collided. James Constable stole the ball and delivered the perfect ball into the box for Alfie Potter to side-foot home.
The stadium erupted and I found myself pushed to the floor as fans bundled on top of one another, celebrating the goal.
The atmosphere in the ground was special tonight. This was merely the first round of The Johnstone's Paint Trophy, but from the atmosphere it felt like the final. It was the atmosphere only found when a match between Oxford and Swindon takes place.
A fantastic effort by Oxford United means the bragging rights stay firmly at the east end of the A420.
Attendance: 7,746
Man of the Match: Jake Wright - Phenomenal performance by Jake, he kept the prolific strikers quiet.
Match Rating: *****
Referee Rating: ** - It was always going to be tough for the man in charge tonight but most fouls were soft.
As the game got under way it was clear this was going to be a match that would require a stern defensive performance from centre backs Michael Raynes and Jake Wright.
With both sets of fans singing their hearts out it was a cracking atmosphere, but it was Swindon who had the clearer of the openings. Twice opportunities came for the team in red, but both times they were wasted and the attempts didn't even hit the target.
Going into half time the defenders had proceeded with their duty excellently, stopping all Swindon attacks and limiting the chances to a minimum.
After the break both teams lacked pace on the wings. The introduction of Alfie Potter for Oxford failed to inject the extra pace needed and the fans were becoming slightly frustrated.
But it was Swindon who looked the most likely of the two sides to break the deadlock in the tight derby affair. Only a set piece or a lucky break, could be seen as the only way Oxford were going to get a goal.
As various scuffles amongst fans began to break out they became the main centre of attention as the match flattened.
However, with eighty-eight minutes on the clock and penalties looming large, two Town defenders collided. James Constable stole the ball and delivered the perfect ball into the box for Alfie Potter to side-foot home.The stadium erupted and I found myself pushed to the floor as fans bundled on top of one another, celebrating the goal.
The atmosphere in the ground was special tonight. This was merely the first round of The Johnstone's Paint Trophy, but from the atmosphere it felt like the final. It was the atmosphere only found when a match between Oxford and Swindon takes place.
A fantastic effort by Oxford United means the bragging rights stay firmly at the east end of the A420.
Attendance: 7,746
Man of the Match: Jake Wright - Phenomenal performance by Jake, he kept the prolific strikers quiet.
Match Rating: *****
Referee Rating: ** - It was always going to be tough for the man in charge tonight but most fouls were soft.
Saturday, 25 August 2012
Oxford United 2 - 1 Plymouth Argyle
An improved Plymouth Argyle team to the one seen last season took to the field on this wet Saturday afternoon.One thousand Argyle fans made their way up from the south for this encounter in the hope they will get their first three points of the new season, and first goal. As for Oxford, they sat top of the table without conceding a goal, it was a dream start.
The opening exchanges saw little in terms of goal-mouth action, a Tom Craddock drive that narrowly flew over the bar was as close as either team came to breaking the deadlock.Sean Rigg's crosses have been excellent throughout the opening games, so when he won the ball back on the wing it was assumed a good cross was to follow. He did not disappoint; with the ball rolled in to Craddock's feet he helped it on to Smalley who smashed it in from three yards. It was one nil to Oxford.
They say you're most vulnerable just after scoring; this wasn't the case for Oxford. Three minutes later Alfie Potter spotted a gap, with options to his left and right he picked out Dean Smalley, busting a gut to get in position, his pass was deep but Dean did enough to slot it through Keeper, Cole's legs. The desire shown by Smalley makes him unrecognisable from the man of last year.
A handful of chances braced Oxford towards the end of the half, but none were taken. Smalley could have had a hat-trick. As for Argyle, they had a goal disallowed but no major chances.
The half-time gave time for wounds to be healed, drinks to be taken on and the managers to dish out words of constructive criticism. Unfortunately both Smalley and Forster-Caskey picked up knocks in the first period and were unable to continue. They gave way to James Constable and Simon Heslop.
The U's looked a different team in the second half. A two goal lead seemed to content them. The flowing moves seen in the first half diminished and Plymouth found themselves creeping back into the match.Few chances were created by either team in this match, so it wasn't a surprise the goal came from a set-piece. Adam Chapman's late challenge gave Robbie Williams the chance to bury a free-kick. The wall almost disintegrated and the guarded part of Ryan Clarke's goal was where the ball creeped in. The goal provoked change; a tiring Tom Craddock was off, JP Pittman was on.
Oxford managed to see the game out. After this match however you couldn't help but feel disappointment at the second half performance and the conceded goal. But, a win is a win and Oxford sit happy on top of League two.
Attendance: 6,906
Man of the Match: Dean Smalley
Match Rating: ***
Referee Rating: **** - An excellent performance by the man in charge today. Allowed the game to flow throughout; a majority of his decisions were correct. Played advantage which lead to first Oxford goal.
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