Saturday, March 31, 2007

Winning Ugly-But Still Winning

MacTavish Cup First Round

Glenurquhart 1 Inverness 0

Of all the shinty clubs in the whole world- and here the Wing Centre strives to see the bigger picture - the one that is most important to the image of the game in the Highlands is the City club itself. Not even Kingussie, not Newtonmore not indeed the Glen has the symbolic importance to the shinty community that the Inverness club has.
What he means is that if the fastest growing city in Europe so forgets its native roots that it makes no effort to nurture the indigenous sport, then the Wing Centre might as well pack up and go off and stay on the Costa Brava and leave the city to morph into Stevenage. The Camanachd Association has shifted its World HQ to Ballifeary Road but the Inverness Courier has made little of this sporting coup. If only some higher power could get it through thick civic skulls that in the game of shinty the town has some thing unique which binds the city to its hinterland and its Gaelic heritage. In contrast to this, much is made of Caley Thistle which to the Wing Centre is a professional business and which in its present form does nothing to bind Inverness’s diverse communities together.
Inverness have always had it over the Glen that they had once lifted the Camanchd Cup- 1952 it was - and the Wing Centre had let this slip from his mind until fairly recently when a young Inverness under 14 shinty player of his aquaintance told him that he had some of his granddad’s medals at home and perhaps the Wing Centre would like to see them.
He would - and the youngster brought in a Camanachd Winner’s medal, a Camanachd Runner’s Up medal, a MacGillivaray badge and a Torlundy medal - won by the grandad Willie Mackenzie and all won whilst playing shinty for the Bught Park Club. By comparison Mr Reid’s 1977 Strathdearn medal pales into insignificance. However, Inverness Shinty Club can only survive if it gets the chance to introduce the sport to the youngsters in the “town” (it will always be a “town” to the Wing Centre no matter what Simon Cole-Hamilton tries to tell him) and with public subsidies being handed out to Caley Thistle and Ross County not to mention the Highland Rugby Club and believe it or not the sport of cricket and -hold the back page-American football , shinty finds it harder than ever to keep hanging on. The failure to achieve adequate funding to permit Davie Glass continue his coaching in the city Primary schools is a monumental error on behalf of the Camanachd Association. Which is why when Peter Gow , George Campbell, Malcolm Fraser ,Clive Girvan and the rest of the guys come out to Glenurquhart to play with a team composed for the most part of home bred players - and youngsters at that-then the Wing Centre doffs his “currac ruadh” to them and then packs away his soapbox to focus on the game itself.
In fact Inverness played very well in this match and with a little more composure in front of goal - especially when taking penalties- then the result could have been very different. Perhaps the Glen were a little complacent after a victory at Caberfeidh the week before but the close result at Beauly should have rang alarm bells.Before the match got underway there was a minutes silence in memory of Donella Crawford , a lovely lady, who did sterling work over the years on behalf of Schools shinty in Argyll and nationally. It was ever true that without the involvement of women, shinty struggles greatly to survive. Donella was part of the shinty community and the silence observed by both sets of players was a fitting tribute to her.
The pitch was hard and fiery and very little happened in the first 20 minutes or so except that Lewis Maclennan joined that elite band of players who have hit the shop with a drive at goal. He goes into the record books along with Ali Mackintosh (sen) , Donald Paul Mackintosh and Peter Macdonald who have all managed to disturb the grocery buying public with a misplaced strike.
The all important goal came in 25 minutes. A shy from Alistair Mackintosh made it across to the centre of the field and from just beyond the penalty spot Andrew Corrigan connected perfectly and the ball flew past Inverness keeper Stuart Macrae to open the scoring. Hopes were high in the Glen camp that this would be the start and that a deluge of goals would quickly follow but when Stevie Munro almost equalised for Inverness a few moments later wiser counsels prevailed.
In 35 minutes David Smart hit a neat drive but it flew too high and then on the stroke of half time another fierce shot from Smart was deflected for a corner. From the resulting hit by Ali Mackintosh , Lewis Maclennan pulled the ball down neatly but dragged it too far to the right and his shot failed to find the net.
From this point on - from a biased Glen view - the game went downhill and the Wing Centre found himself wondering if his side was going to progress to the next round at all. The Inverness centreline of Davie Glass, Danny Palombo and Ally Urquhart were pretty solid and the back four marshalled by Fraser Stoddart held their own with some degree of comfort and in the latter part of the second half Inverness could deem themselves unlucky not to have taken at least a share of the spoils. They hit the bar and then they contrived to miss a penalty.
At the other end the Glen struggled to find openings and even the introduction of Neale Reid failed to change matters. A late surge saw Inverness keeper Macrae having to concede a series of corners but despite all this pressure the attacks came to nothing.
Along with the rest of the spectators the Wing Centre greeted the final whistle with undisguised relief.
And what does he take from the game?
Before he could come to a considered opinion he was distracted by John Hearach who was busy rounding up a tribe of wee Mohicans on the steps of the pavilion. The Mohicans from all appearances did not really want to be rounded up.
In all the excitement of the afternoon, the Wing Centre had forgotten to take a picture of the action and with the departure of Gary Mackintosh and his Ray-bans at the end of the match there was no further chance of a paparazzi celebrity snap. He had to be content with a pic of the match ball which kindly posed for him on the pavilion steps. This image he hereby places at the top of the article.
Next step Fort William- Oh well!!

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Doing the Glen Proud at Castle Leod

Caberfeidh 2 Glenurquhart 3

The only way to arrive at Castle Leod in the Wing Centre’s opinion is just after the game has been going for about two minutes or so- that way it is possible to avoid being asked to do goal judge -though for a game to happen at all goal judges are required. The Wing Centre acknowledges this openly. It is just that doing the job of goal judge is a thankless task and one which the Wing Centre would like to avoid if possible , particularly at Castle Leod. Why so? Nothing against the Cabers crowd- a more pleasant less biased group of Highland Council tax payers you could never hope to meet : it is just that at the Dingwall end of Castle Leod, a burn runs behind the goal and while the Wing Centre remembers playing there over 43 years ago he also clearly recalls being stung by nettles as he went to retrieve a ball blasted past the post in of all things the Harrow Cup. So, as he pulled up at the Cabers ground, he could see that the players were getting a pre-match tongue lashing from Referee Macrae : the goal judges were not as yet in evidence. Nothing for it but to boorach about in the car pretending to look for stuff until the shrill peep of Referee Macrae’s whistle indicated that the contest was underway.
Out of the car then and along to the pitch. It’s rough and has not had a particularly good winter -but as the cliché goes it’s the same for both sides except that this early in the match Cabers look on top. They are strong and hit the ball first without asking questions. Most probably they are not interested in questions of any sort at all- and within 5 minutes they have had chance of an open goal and missed it. The Glen look a little uncertain - so much so that your correspondent cannot bear to look and goes off to engage Roddy Gordon in conversation. Roddy has a marvellous sense of humour and a Camanachd Winner’s medal with the Inverness side of the 1950s -neither of which fact in any way undermines the other.
“How are you doing Roddy?” says the Wing Centre.
“Best I can say boy-is that I’m still above the grass” which he was and still looking spry which was more than could be said for the Glen because in 11 minutes and then in 30 minutes, Ally Maclennan had made it 2-0 for the Strath. And to think that we’d spent most of the previous week at the blackboard in the pavilion discussing how to stop Kevin Bartlett, if only because we could not spell Kryzan… Kris… Kriss..-you know yourself. If only the Free Press had thought to name him as pickable, the Wing Centre would have put Ally straight into his fantasy shinty team on that performance alone.
Glen got back into the game just before the interval via a long shy from young Alistair Mackintosh. Certainly it was a bit lucky in that the keeper misjudged it but it made the difference. The team was playing well enough but the game was hard and the centreline took a little too long in the first half to realise they were going to have to play route 1 shinty. Long balls, powerful swings and no holding back the club to get in the perfect strike : Arran Macdonald had realised this and throughout the match he was superb: the other two wing centres came at it after about 20 minutes or so and both Ali Mackintosh and “Dixon” Maclennan-that boy does not know the meaning of fear- began to let the club go after the manner of the Glen of yore. It made the difference : all that was left was for the forwards to cotton on to the fact that they would have to add some Neanderthal shinty to their usual guile and the game could be won.
The second half proved the truth of this observation. Cabers continued to play determined shinty but with an injury to Billy Urquhart and Calum Millar having given his all, the introduction of Ruaridh Cameron and Neale Reid led to some serous difficulties for the Caberfeidh defence simply because they had exhausted themselves in earlier encounters.
The first goal came after a nice piece of work from Cameron found Lewis Maclennan in space and his drive smashed past the Cabers goalie into the net. It was 2-2 and the Glen centreline had to continue to man the pumps. There was no time for delicate balls short on this uneven pitch : if the Glen were fortunate enough to be awarded a free hit anywhere near the middle of the park, route 1 shinty was the only option. A long booming dropping ball from John Barr or Arran Macdonald right on to the full-forward put the Cabers defence under the sort of physical pressure they are expert at putting opponents under, especially at Castle Leod. The low sun was by this stage shining directly into the eyes of the Caberfeidh defence and it was clear that at times they were finding it hard to pick out the dropping ball in the bright light.
Cabers began to buckle under this intensity although they were equally capable of breaking out to threaten. In their back line , the clubs were flying so fiercely that there had to be a lengthy stoppage because one of their own back men had been injured by the goalie who swung carelessly at a through ball into the box.
The mobility of the Glen forwards began to become more evident as the clock ticked on and the breakthrough came in 65 minutes when Lewis Maclennan completed the scoring with a superb strike after the neatest of flicks from Neale Reid. The scorer , who was beginning to limp, was replaced by David Smart and more chances were created : with a little more fortune the margin could have been increased.
Then for the last ten minutes Cabers surged back and in the backs to the wall defending which had to be resorted to, full back Paul Mackintosh received a crack on the ankle- a late swing but to be expected in a competitive match. Referee Macrae allowed play to go on however and Paul that most wholehearted of players was going to carry on until the Wing Centre roared at him to go down. Which he did. The game was stopped ; the pattern of play broken up ;and the Glen had time to regroup. The Wing Centre was delighted to hear not only his late mother’s marital status called into question but also linked to his perceived age and his obvious lack of hair- this being done by one from among a group of young Cabers supporters who were idling their time away behind the Glen goal. Why was he delighted? The Wing Centre often thinks that he is being irritating : it is nice to have this confirmed, particularly by the young. If you can appeal to the young, your future is assured.
And there it was- there was nothing more to worry about. The Lads had come back from what they would not have come back from last season - and unless that defeat has broken Caberfeidh’s spirit (which with Robbie Taylor in charge is unlikely) not many teams will take anything away from Castle Leod.
And then to round off the day where this report begins, the Wing Centre grateful for the victory, went over to pay his respects at the memorial tree to the late great Kenny MacMaster. A Caberfeidh legend, a Camanachd Cup winner- and a generous enthusiast for the game of shinty. When the match is over, it is over but because of Kenny and the guys on the park the game goes on. Long may it do so. He would have enjoyed this match- and to be fair, he would not have grudged the result though he would have wished it was different.

Monday, March 19, 2007

Glass Hearts Broken

Strathglass 2 Newtonmore 4

Everything was shut down in the Glen -the pitch unplayable and the 2nd team off to Kincraig without a by your leave to the Wing Centre. However, he had been charged to check up on a Premier League game and with all but two matches off, the most intriguing fixture lay over Kerrow Brae where Strathglass were due to play Newtonmore.
Why intriguing? Simply because with the season in a stop -start mode and Kingussie obviously going to pick up two points against a very young Oban Camanachd side, Newtonmore were under pressure to win or have their season snuffed out before it started . Crazy but true. Having lost to Kingussie in the Badenoch derby the week before, a defeat at Cannich would leave them 4 points adrift . How Fort William feel helplessly watching Kingussie racking up the wins is anyone’s guess. Drew McNeil will have a firm opinion but perhaps it’s best glossed over.
Newtonmore then, came up the road under a little pressure: With John Mackenzie suspended , Ricky Ross struggling to make it because of work and both Cheynes off their juggernaut they could not have been looking forward to the trip.
Strathglass on the other hand had picked up a home win against Lochcarron and despite being some lads down themselves are a determined squad when up against it. The pitch was heavy but playable though the Wing Centre thought it would be pretty heavy on the feet to keep going at any pace for both halves. Indeed he walked across it at half time and his shoes have not been allowed back into his house ever since. Because it was good Strathglass mud, it has now dried off into a hard black crust and will have to be removed from the soles with a heavy hammer and a cold chisel. The park itself has a nice setting but at the rate houses are going up around it they’ll soon be playing urban shinty in Strathglass.
The game was hard but fair and considering the conditions there was a great deal of good shinty. Both teams looked even right from the start though Newtonmore looked to have a little more bite up front.
That was quickly proved when Newtonmore took the lead in 4 minutes. Martin Hall was on hand to slot home a ball which came back off keeper Strath keeper Stewart Geddes. It was hard on Geddes since he had made a good stop from Sean MacQuarrie who had played the strike in from distance but the second ball is always dangerous especially in the Premier where strikers tend to know their business.
Darren Reid equalised for Strathglass on the half hour mark after working the ball through the Newtonmore defence. Strath had a number of other chances but Mike Ritchie was up to everything though Robert Geddes showed his class by getting a shot off on target when he seemed completely blocked in. If there was to be any way through the Newtonmore defence it was going to have to be via the wing backs who looked frailer and lighter than ‘More backs of yore. There was never any chance of a way past Danny Macrae at buckshee or Norman Campbell at full back : these guys are quick and strong and even in the heavy clinging conditions the match took place in they have the power to blast the ball well out of defence and put their opponents back line under pressure.
The Strath youngsters at times looked a little naïve when they actually stopped some long hits from their own side running through on the Newtonmore goal. Two or three times Donald Fraser , who policed Fraser Mackintosh well all afternoon, blasted the ball up only to have his own front men pull it down when they would have been better letting it run though and following up on it. Rule 1 in the Wing Centre’s manual-never stop a shot hit forward by your own midfield or defence.
Strath had some bad luck when they conceded an own goal via defender Ian Macleod which allowed Newtonmore to take the lead. The Newtonmore player who hit the ball forward ultimately turned out to be MacQuarrie though at the time everyone in a blue shirt the Wing Centre spoke to did not seem to have a clue. Scott Chisholm denied it and though Orsten Gardiner would have been happy to claim it he was too honest to do so. Why did the Wing Centre not see it for himself? Too busy trying to work out the shape of the game and by that stage he thought it was becoming clear that Strathglass were just going to be beaten. Why? The centreline that is why. The Newtonmore centreline was just too fit for the Strath centres at the time. Chisholm , Mackintosh and Macarthur were no better as players than the Strath threesome but ,as the game went on it was clear that neither Ian Macleod nor Les Fraser were capable of holding the line as well as they were able to earlier in the game. Fraser was taking too long to recover after runs forward and Macleod was at times outpaced. Give them the ball and they were hitting it well ,but in 90 minutes of intense competition they were just beginning to lose it and the ball was going into the Strath defence more often than was comfortable.
Then a sudden strike from wide by full forward Gary Reid in 66 minutes brought the sides level. It was an excellent goal and testament to Reid’s skill in that he tucked it past Ritchie into the corner of the net from an acute angle on a heavy pitch- goal of the day to that point.
This lifted Strathglass and they then began have the bulk of the pressure, though Stewart Geddes had to look lively to parry a long range effort from Fraser Mackintosh. Strath even had a chance to go ahead but centre Les Fraser could only hit the side netting .
At this point with ten minutes left, your reporter left the field confident that a draw would be the result and that Strathglass would take the point they deserved from the match. One worrying note was that as he departed he passed Norman Macarthur and his sidekick Iain Mackintosh : they were deep in conversation.
“We‘ll need to make a change,“. Boss No 1 was saying. Boss No 2 was agreeing. Love them or loathe them, there’s no doubt these guys know the game.
Jimmy Johansen had actually said it earlier when the Wing Centre had passed the time of day with him. He wasn’t convinced with the ‘More forwards.
“Wouldn’t be surprised to see them put Glen Mackintosh up front for a bit. He’s got them some goals in the past,” he said. It appears Jimmy knows his shinty too.
And so in the absence of your reporter and with both sides tiring in the heavy conditions, Macarthur pushed Glen Mackintosh forward from the centreline and the player repaid his manager by snatching two late goals to give Newtonmore their first points of the season.
The Wing Centre has no idea what they were like other than that they were disappointing for Strathglass who surely did not deserve to lose so late in the day. Even more galling for the Glasaich, they were both scored by a boy called Glen.

Monday, March 12, 2007

Night Falls on Ardnamurchan as Lighthouse Lads Extinguished

Glenurquhart 8 Ardnamurchan 0

So the headline is strained - but when nothing rhymes with Ardnamurchan and Lighthouse is too risqué to pun with, you have to make do with what you can. Still, this score line was probably the best piece of revenge for the Glen Frasers against the caterans from the Rough Bounds since Iain Muideartach wiped the bog with them at the Battle of the Shirts in 1544 -apart from last year’s result of course. Yet the boys from the far west should not worry too much because on this form the Glen seconds are a match for the Glen firsts. Not only that but in Colm O’Rua, the Ardnamurchan boys have a goalie with a very good eye : he may have been annoyed with one goal which he let in in the first half, but in the second period he got his club to shot after shot from the young Glen marksmen and their frustration was plain to all.
Last week Ardnamurchan had a good win over Inverness: this week their management put out a team of youngsters -it’s the only way forward- and came up against a Glen side which had all of its own youngsters available because the Isle of Skye had shipped too much water to allow shinty to be contemplated. In the snap above two of the Glen youngsters contemplate a cunning plan.
Glen opened the scoring through Neale Reid in 10 minutes when he picked up a cross from Ben Hosie and clipped the ball past O’Rua . The keeper played his part in delaying the second goal until the 30 minute mark when Hosie came in from the left to score with a fine drive. Hosie grabbed the Glen’s third before Reid wrote his name all over the match with three well taken strikes the last being a particularly powerful strike . This sent the visitors in with a six goal deficit but if they were downhearted it did not seem apparent. The Wing Centre was taking his tea on the steps of the bothy shooting the breeze with a great and famous legend of the past when he was disconcerted by an almighty roar from the away dressing room which made him gulp a mouthful of his brew too quickly . Obviously the Ardnamurchan boys had been to a motivational trainer in Morvern or more likely they had been watching too many videos of the NFL because they came roaring out of the changing room all psychoed -up. The suspicion is that O’Rua was behind it all ; being a goalie he is probably more in touch with his psycho side than the other guys.
Whatever was behind the war chant it worked : for large parts of the second half, Ardnamurchan kept the Glen at bay except for two solo goals by Billy Urquhart. The first involved a mazy run through the Ardnamurchan defence , a tap in and then a semi-circular stumble round the box in celebration . The Bill completed the scoring with a neat finish some time later and Mr Henderson permitted the subs to take the field. The only incident of note occurred in the last quarter when the Ardnamurchan goalkeeper noticed he had a nasty cut on his knee and Charles Young took a delegation up to the top goals where a metal post holder was spotted coming through the ground. The keeper had gone down on the spike in the first half but had not noticed the damage until much later. Our own musical goalie has played in between these sticks all season obviously without damage to himself or even his accordion -but then he doesn’t need to do diving. Still it is a worry and no doubt it will have to be fixed if it can be found again.
The match was quite engrossing though the park was a little sticky and very fortunately it was not required to take two games. Best for the Glen were the young guns up front but Calum, Duncan and Ewan Fraser played solidly at the back and kept the West Coasters at bay for the whole match which is more than their ancestors did 400 odd years ago. Bradley Dickson also looked lively when he came on late in the second half while in the Wing Centre’s opinion the most focused man in the centre line was Ali Mackintosh. Strong , fit and skilled , he is one for the present, never mind the future.
There was a nice turn out of observers for the match and Peter Jackson was noted to be present with his young Kilmallie squad though none of the Glasaich appeared to take in the match which was a shame. Turning their backs on their old friends maybe or perhaps, through a natural modesty they are unwilling to appear amongst the downtrodden in a position of superiority. Most probably they were still in their beds.
Big George , Raymond and Donald Maclean were over in the morning with two teams of youngsters however ,and all joking aside ,they helped get the Glen-Albyn League off to a flying start along with Balnain, Invergarry and two sides from Glen Primary. An excellent competition and a big plus for the future of the indigenous sport in this Glen and all others.

Sunday, March 04, 2007

A family day out for Beauly

Glenurquhart 0 Beauly 0

It was like one of the old style Sunday School outings for the Beauly contingent on Saturday : Roger , Murph and Toad brought their sons over the hill for the day and the Glen team acted like generous hosts in allowing them to take a league point back home over Cul na Circ. The wing centre was of the opinion that the way his team was playing the Blairbeg committee might just as well have asked the lads in green to take their kids up to the Monster Exhibition for a look round the latest display and then finish the afternoon off with a spin on the Loch round Urquhart Bay with Captain George.
On the other hand the wing centre might equally well have been better employed having a day at the sticks and picking up bits of birch and other rubbish which had blown into his garden over the previous months : that way he might have been in a better frame of mind when he came to pen his piece.
Mind games before the match did not seem to upset Beauly : the Glen management started out by choosing for the match the Camanachd’s own brand of leather ball instead of that provided by Black Will : no way were the Glen going to allow Beauly to play with their own balls (the wing centre knows how this must sound but there is no other way of putting it ,so to speak)- and besides with Camanachd President John Mackenzie on the sidelines what else was there to do.
The assumption is that Mr Mac was there to see that the Glen spectators were being polite to referee Coke Macdonald. There was no need to worry and he had an uneventful game to keep an eye on .
The mind games did not faze Beauly however and by the end of the match they came close to taking both points. Memo to self - try a Boleskine ball next time.
Cards on the table though-on the first half showing , The Glen should have taken the lead early on . Lymburn in the Beauly goal had a couple of excellent saves and prevented Glen full forward Calum Miller from giving his side the start the crowd were hoping for. Beauly rallied however and defences were on top though the bulk of territory in the first half was possessed by the red and blacks. Yet the home forward line failed to convince . Why? Bottom line was that the Beauly defence were good : they played hard and simple and in their goalie yesterday they had a guy who stopped what was hit at him. Not that enough was hit at him. The rule of thumb in the Glen is that if you hit four shots on target you have a right to hope that you will get one goal. Calum Miller had three shots on goal and Billy Urquhart had one-and that was it. The percentage did not quite work out.
It has to be said that the Glen failed to put any real pressure on the Beauly keeper : it was a rerun of the Strathglass game; reasonable possession but on the whole not direct enough in front of goal and not for the want of trying.
Fortunately the Beauly front boys were playing from the same coaching manual as the Glen forwards and the Glen defence played the same way as the Beauly defence -simple , hard and direct. Dave Girvan had a good game despite having missed the previous week through injury and Stuart Reid did what was required against Superbarry whom , it must be admitted, looked far from super. Gregor McCormack was his own excellent self and the goalie dealt with everything that was sent his way.
He had one excellent stop in the first half and another in the second half though
Superbarry failed to connect with that one properly-luckily enough. The Wing centre prefers however that the goalie has nothing to do- the fact that he was having to get into close quarters combat with Jamie Maclennan in the last ten minutes tells the story that Beauly were in the ascendancy.
The Glen centreline which had been on top in the first half somewhat lost their way in the second half and while not being over run allowed Sandy Tulloch ,Willie Bell and young master Cormack some more possession that was comfortable for the folks on the white plastic chairs.
A young MacLean came on to the field and almost stole the match with a fierce drive which fizzed past the post. The goalie claimed he had it covered. Your correspondent is not so sure. Macleans have been playing for Beauly since time immemorial but the wing centre isn’t sure that it is sensible to encourage them.
Conversation with the crowd was mixed. The wing centre likes to have a bit of crack with the spectators and he has to say the crowd as he found them were enthusiastic yet surprisingly dismissive of the merits of the match.
Not much of a game. Not an awful lot of shinty. A dull dour match. These were some of the comments that were passed on the day.
Sort of true but not really. It was a fascinating match in its way and the problem was that both sides snuffed each other out in an attacking sense and no-one was able to come up with that touch of brilliance which would have made the difference in goals scored. There was plenty good hitting on both sides and what is more for those with the leisure to enjoy it good patter on sidelines.
As always there was the joy of seeing old friends at the match. Finlay Maclellan was back and his enthusiasm for shinty as keen as ever. Bert Loades was there too having survived the traditional West Highland monsoon which puts off the opening Kinlochshiel game of every season.
And it was nice to see a stalwart of the past among the foot soldiers in the crowd. There he was larger than life. It was none other than Angus MacInnes back from Canada where it is rumoured he’s just sold half the Alberta prairie to Chinese speculators. You can take the boy out of Strathglass but you can’t……. You know how it ends.
Still at least the second team beat Beauly. 5-2- and Davie Stewart got three crackers.
A place in the first team front line is very possibly on the cards for Mr S.
Next week the Glen are off to the west , over the bridge and into Macleod territory. Lets hope for a better result or perhaps for a downpour so we can get them at home

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