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Irish win at Sale with a late Barry Everitt kick.
By Steven Dean
October 10 2004
When Steven Dean volunteered to write the Sale report I didn't realise that he was planning to do a preview too. This I'm publishing at the start of this excellent and comprehensive report as it is worth reminding ourselves just how little any of us expected to win this match.

I'm looking forward to seeing the table-topping Sharks in action.  Not just the England international talent all wanting to stake a claim for the Autumn matches, the other foreigners too.  I've not seen Chabal, the France No 8 but he'll be one to watch out for.  The Times' Christopher Irvine described him as a destructive Honey Monster, tearing around the sides of the rucks with the ball in one giant paw, goading  opponents to take it off him.  Along with White and Jones they have some big mobile forwards, they should be easy to spot.

As a form guide I'm looking at the Charlie Hodgson orchestrated destruction of Worcester where they were 31-3 up at half time, finishing up 57-3 after scoring 8 tries. Anything similar should be memorable to watch, if only from a road-crash. 

With our injuries to 4 first choice players, without the speed of Paul Sackey in defence and attack, I can see Cueto, Hanley and Robinson all filling their boots. We'll need to put tackles in, time and again.

Of course we are not renowned for scoring tries, and Sale aren't letting them in this year, so I suppose we'll rely heavily on Barry again.

The weather forecast is a shocker too isn't it ? Temperature hovering around freezing should make for a low and dispirited crowd.  Well, those without a flask anyway.

The other thing about having these games on a Friday night in the North mean that your intrepid reporter will have to travel up through the day, keeping an eye on traffic reports.

So all in all, its a long way off, you have to take a day's holiday, it will be cold and dark and expensive, we're injured and we don't travel, they're top of the league full of attacking and defensive talent.

Oh woe, woe, and thrice woe.

Luckily I'm not the motivational coach for the team, you'll be happy to hear I'm not on the team bus.

My pre-match summary would be that I hope we come away with no further injuries, and points diff not  too badly dented.  Doom, gloom, misery, Sale just have to turn up.

Surely ?

I'll be watching out for our intrepid band of hard core fans. Yes, those noisy drummers trying to match the chants and songs of the Sale. The colour, the spectacle, yes the sheer beauty of the travelling support. Vibrant emerald boas, lime-green wigs, pussy catt ears, flags, banners, guinness hats and leprechaun hats. They're always a lift for the team.

London Irish win at Sale with a late Barry Everitt kick.

 

Its déjà vu for those who remember last years fixture, and once more a bitter home defeat for Sale at Irish hands. This was a close game throughout which ultimately hinged on 2 decisions by the referee late in the game. The first penalty put Sale in front 16-14  on 80 minutes , and the second penalty gave the visitors victory 16-17 some five minutes later. A steady nerve was needed as Barry Everitt put the ball between the post amid a cacophony of noise.  The final whistle seconds later had the majority of the home crowd of 8,200 booing the officials off the park. The Irish squad returned to the field to their enthusiastic travelling support, sharing an emotional bond, and acknowledging that this was a special victory defying league position.

A match which built in excitement to a thrilling and controversial climax. The matches I seem to remember most, where the heart pounds and the blood races, are the ones where the lead changes hands. This match is memorable for those 2 late changes of lead.

 I’m sorry if this is mostly in note format, but I’m a supporter. Last week I couldn’t spel jurnalist, now I are one.

 The main events I recorded, with scoring sequence for tonights game were: 

5-0 (3 mins) Irish start the match brightly, bashing the game line and being quick to the breakdown. Over eagerness, or sheer dumb ass incompetence gives away a penalty for crossing and Hodgson gets Sale out of their 22 and up the park.

Worst moment of the Match.

Try in left corner to Sale No2, following 10(CH) kick from half way to edge of LI 22, challenge by 6(Jason White) on Armitage, spilled backwards, White gathers and breaks 10 metres, draws Horak and feeds 2 who scores. Looks simple and ominous, 3 minutes in to the game.

Program teamsheet is not correct, 2 is not Titterell AFAIK. Titts comes on as sub later. I know we had the teamsheets on-line beforehand, so lack of prep on my part.

 

7-0 (3 mins) Conversion well taken by Charlie Hodgson. Not an easy one from wide left, 2 metres in from left touch. His first kick but there is no wind or rain, perfect silence, no camera flashes.

 

7-3 (7 mins) Good break by Kennedy, Sale go OTT at midfield breakdown and are penalised. No complaints. You can see the Stockport County markings and the ball is on the edge of the centre circle, so 45m out and central. Nice one Barry, a confident thump to match Charlies’

 

7-3 (10mins) Barry misses a tricky penalty from the touchline

 

7-6 (15)  Irish pressure the kicker and Sale put it out on the full leading to loss of territory. Good Irish attack. Another penalty for Sale going over the top, this one a bit easier, flashbulb behind the goal. Barry must have some local fans, keen for his photo.

 

7-6 (20) Sale having made a few yards from the backs and good drives from CJ and Sea-Bass (thanx anon. Sale fan that’s Chris Jones and Sebastian Chabal) then reach the Irish 22 with the crowd making a din only to drop a pass. It was a beaut as well, the inside ball which Wasps ‘done’ us with, and Quins A seem to use to great effect. I think he’d have been in if he’d caught it. From the scrum solid scrum Sale flankers charge like exocets and Barry slices his clearance from under our posts. Sale lineout from 10m goes long and the set up the rolling maul, but its penalised under our posts and we clear to 35 m and its our lineout. Please can we play in their half I’m getting a crick in my neck.

 

7-6 (27) Our scrum on the far side and a blindside move gets Delon a run down the wing. Enthusiasm overcomes me and I’m leaping up and down shouting ‘Try’ oblivious to the fact that the swine of linesman indicates he’s put a foot or two in touch. Are the lines on that far side straight of do they wiggle in and out ? It looked a perfectly good try to me from 80yds away, the linesman must surely be mistaken.

 

10-6 (30) Very offside Irish give away a penalty in front, gratefully kicked in a respectful silence. Nice.

 

10-11 (33 minutes) Best moment of the Match.

Delon try in the corner. Ball gets wide to Delon just inside Sale half on the right wing, just in front of me in fact, and the visitors roar. There are more of us than I thought or the score of us in the stand are just baying for the benefit of the radio fans. Speed takes him into the 22 but the corner is covered. Jason Robinson the full back, World Cup winner gawd bless him, Sale captain and another bloke, possibly Steve Hanley converge on Delon and tackle him. But no, how did he do that, Hanley and Robinson are left on the deck, clasping each other like Rodins’ Kiss. Armitage must have re-arranged the atoms in his body and become a non solid object. A will o the wisp. He’s momentarily defied the laws of physics and then places the ball over the line. Try !!. Another one for Delon, Saracens on Sunday, Harlequins on Monday, Sale on Friday and they are getting better. Consider the Leicester match and his being stopped a metre short in the first half, left corner after Scotty gave him the pass. He backed himself to score and was livid with himself for not breaking through the hardest yard. Since then his work is paying off in tries.It really is the finest feeling for a family oriented club that one of our own has made such an impact at the highest level. He’s been playing for Irish half his life and he’s only 20. The tries are getting better and you can show me the Sale one again please. There is scoring and finishing, this was a joy. I did a gratuitous amount of flag waving which amused the REAL journalists just to my left.

Gary Gold, Conor O’Shea and Paul Hull were a couple of seats in front of me, they were quietly pleased ! Still a long way to go, I suppose. It’s interesting seeing their different reactions, PH is definitely the cool one. GG explodes with angry noise occaisionally, but its Conor who shows open involvement. Conor is back, forward and playing most of the game with them. It would be interesting to see them wired up to heart rate stress monitors. But I digress, back to the game.

 

10-11 (34) Conversion attempt about 8 metres in from the right touchline. Barry misses just to the right but had plenty of boot.

 

 10-11 (Half Time)  Sale finish the half attacking strongly but then another handling error, a spilled pass, the Irish get the ball but kick ahead out on the full, back for first offence. Its another messy scrum with Barry employing the tactic of hoisting it high for Delon to chase, challenging Robinson. Happens a few times in the match with JR winning all but one.

10-11 (42)  Bob is magnificent in the line out again, it almost goes without saying, but this is a good Sale lineout. They are jumping almost like a Mexican wave, very complex, it should be set to music and shown in slow motion. In the loose Nick Kennedy is unlucky to be penalised for holding on. ( Or the incompetent fool gets isolated, depends if you’re a half empty person, but you tell him not me ok ?.)

 

10-11 (48mins) At last, after both sets of forwards bashing away at each other since Delons try, a glimmer of niggle appears. All in all this was not the indisciplined matches of last year. No yellow cards or need for them, in fact Sale fans only shouted Off Off once. A misunderstanding occurred between CJ and Bob. Chris Jones wanted to take Bobs shorts off and Bob mistook CJ for a matt and cleaned his boots on him. But it was momentary, and both players took it no further. Good discipline shown by both sides I thought, there is generally enough physical contact in the legitimate game without resorting to freestyle extras. From the resulting attack Sale turnover the ball in an Irish attack and kick ahead. Horak does well to clear and with space.

Substitution: 17 Titterel on for 7 Lund

 

10-11 (52mins) Barry misses drop goal, worth a shot in a tight game. We’re been knocking on the door but its good Sale defence. Irish attack again inside the Sale half, knocked down out wide by Sale. When the backs attack they seem to be held, no breaks, yet Sale make yards. Whatever.

 

10-14 (57)   Sustained Irish attacking on Sale 22 catches them offside, advantage played, Barry drop attempt misses. Penalty stands. Noisy Sale can’t stop the kick. Animated scoreboard spurs on the home fans, probably works a treat for the Stockport County fans too.

Subs : Sale 20 on for 9

Strudwick replaces Kennedy. I like Kennedy, and the contrasting headgear with Casey lets you know who is doing the mugging, so to speak.

 

10-14 (62) Irish penalised, probably offside, probably tactical.

Charlie Hodgson prepares for penalty in silence after a bit of shushing from their own. Misses, just pushed wide by a couple of metres. It wasn’t easy but it’s a suprising miss all the same.

 

10-14 (64) Penalty to Irish in the line out, pulling down.

Subs; Sale 22 for 13 Chris Rhys Jones who was born in St Helens and has played for England U-19. I suppose there is a Digby Fortesque Smythe playing for Wales on an exchange program….

Big kick ahead by Sale rolls slowly to the Irish dead ball line marshalled by Horak. Conor O’Shea helps the ref and the stands crowd by advising “ON THE LINE IS GONE, SCRUM BACK” and soon the world agrees with him, there can be no higher authority.

The resulting Irish scrum is wheeled and Sale kick inside the Irish 22. Our line out. Did I tell you how noisy it is? A very tense atmosphere, this is what you want, an urgency uniting the crowd.

 

13-14 (70) Cueto makes a great break and it helps the home crowd to new volumes, they bring it left and right searching for a gap just retaining possession, 7 phases. Then we’re offside, or something equally minor and technical. I’ve lost all objectivity now. The noise dies down as the shushing reminds me I’m in church when Sale kick. Hodgson looks very solid as a place kicker and has no problems with this one, the crowd roars its approval. As I ponder upon how many minutes are left, the possible outcome…. The attendance is announced as 8,200 souls, a man in a Shark costume and probably a halibut, but wait…. It aint over yet, there’s still more drama to come than a hairdressers night out…

 

13-14 (75)  Barry is still on, surely this is way past his bedtime ? No sub for Baz and he attacks with a tactical box kick for Delon to chase. Finally Delon catches one rather than just inducing a clearance. Sale snaffle it back from their 22 and kick it up the line. Controversial moment. You remember that wiggly waggly touchline I told you about ? Guess what, Murphy I think catches it outside the line, takes the quick throw but its called back. The linesman, our friend from earlier, says we took it out and awards the throw to Sale. Travesty. I have zero objectivity now.

Before Sale can take the throw on the Irish 22 a very tired looking Rob Hardwick is replaced by a bouncy Pierre Durant.

 

13-14 (77) Good line out ball for Sale and they gather it for a maul, big shove, appears held then they burst through. Its hard to write this and not swear. I’ll have to substitute the word ‘Fish’.

Anyway the maul has sucked in the Irish defence, they have acres of space and here they come, you fear the worst. Its try time to them surely. Its like 4 against 4 or 3 but you can drive a bus through but everybody gets a man, we rush up, good and they throw a basket ball pass over the top. Justin Bishop pulls it out of the air, jinks sideways and makes a stunning 20 yard break into midfield. Yippee, danger over, ruck forms, ref blows whistle, and delight turns to disbelief.

The incompetent blind Fish of a ref has given a penalty against Bishop for holding on.

An Episcopal poor decision.

 

16-14 (80minutes) Not an easy kick, yes its out front, but its over 40 metres out. About the same as Barrys’ first successful penalty, just outside centre circle. Takes nerve and it goes over. And the crowd goes wild, well some of them, in fact most of them. One thing about Hodgson is that he has a positive kicking style. Doesn’t hang about and gives it a good thump, impressive. The score board clock counts down 10 seconds then holds at 00:00

 

Like all those sci-fi movies you see where time stands still, you enter the Twilight Zone. Everytime you look at the scoreboard it says 16-14 and the time 00:00

Without a frame of reference time runs like treacle or quicksilver – just depends if you’re winning.  No seconds, just your own heartbeat measuring the anxiety.

 

16-17 (80+ minutes)  Kick off and total Irish pressure in an amazing cauldron of noise. Plan A is obvious, it worked last year. Get Barry into field goal range. Staniforth makes a break, but its halted in the 22, Sale are wise to the Barry ploy and charge down a kick which we retrieve. Seconds later another drop kick is touched in flight by Sale  and caught by Irish. Howls of foul play from Sale and the ref does indeed blow for some infringement. But wait, the angle of his arm, does this mean a Penalty to Irish ?  Hand in the ruck I’d imagine but I can’t honestly say I know what it was given for. Probably balance for the harsh decision against Bishop.

In the universe that the ref came from two wrongs do make a right.

Or perhaps it’s given just for a sense of the dramatic.

The howls of anger, hurt and pain reached a cacophony as Barry did his best to make the kick look difficult and we were in the lead again.

And then the final whistle went….

SALE SHARKS 16  LONDON IRISH 17

During the ensuing cheering and joyous flag waving the players and officials left the pitch to a few boos. Then our squad returned to salute the Shotton paper stand travelling fans. Quite right too. Tight drumming throughout, lusty rendition of ‘The Fields’ more balloons than I’ve seen before. Well done the team and the fans.

My Man of the Match. I think it was whoever was responsible for marshalling our defence, probably Keiron Dawson as captain, placing himself 5 metres behind the ruck he was calling the numbers to balance each side throughout the game. This nullified Sales’ biggest attacking threats the bullocking runs from Chabal, White and Jones. We dealt with most mauls a lot better due to improved communication, someone is using his eyes and correctly calling where the threat is coming from.

Delon provided the best moment but also was there for the worst, had a mixed game then with a hand in both tries. Its boring nominating Bob but both he and Nick were good against an impressive Sale line out. Barry got the points and was a hero, Dodge was very lively with some great distribution.

The Non Rugby details, general impressions of Sale Away.

I had to buy one extra ticket on the day of the match, and that proved very easy to do. It seems that the technology used was simple and the staff knew how to use it. They seem pretty friendly too, but so do Wasps and our own people. A phone call, a brief explanation and the closest ticket was found. Picked up at the ticket office before the match.

Travelling to :-

7:45 kick off on a Friday night is tough for most of us but a surprising number had made the trip. I nearly wrote effort  instead of trip but lets be realistic, even table topping Sale doesn’t make the M1 or M6 any easier on a Friday. I set off from Maidenhead at noon and arrived in Holmfirth in Yorkshire at 4, collected my group before heading off for the ground at 5. So you could work the morning and then travel up, but its stressful to be listening to traffic reports. Travelling up and then back after the match would need a cast iron constitution, though I met someone at last years Leeds match who did just that from Brighton with his son.

I’m lucky in that I can combine a Northern match with a weekend amongst family. All I need now is for one of them to move to the West Country so I can have an easy time for the Gloucester, Bath and Worcester games.

Match day experience :-

Arrived at The Royal Oak around 6pm where the BBQ was being enjoyed by both sets of fans. Packed out inside, Guinness not exorbitant. More LI fans than I’d expected. Programs sold in the pub, brilliant !

Short stroll to the ground, which nestle amongst the quait local cottages. You can easily imagine L.S Lowry as a season ticket holder of yore. Though he’d be running out of lime-green pigment if painting tonights match scene.

At the ground its an easy collection of  the extra ticket, and directed to our seats to enjoy the pre-match entertainments.

From the program the band Jug O’ Punch played before and after the game, but I didn’t manage to see them. They were probably good given the quality of the remainder.

The prematch warm up singer was Martin Toal. A proper singer, a tenor, you might mention Russell Watson but I’d think Martin is better. I’ve nothing against fat Italian tenors, on CD it works well, but I just can’t imagine Pavorotti leading the crowd in a sing and respond “Volare”. It’s the voice and the rappore with the crowd. Martin finished with “Nessun Dorma” which will surely boost sales of the vehicles in the area.

Both Martin and Independence were helped by the excellent sound system at Edgely Park

( Could be a whole dance troupe thread )

We were also treated to a female dance troupe called ‘Independence’ and this is what the match day experience at the Madejski is missing. A dozen healthy looking girls in lilac lycra shaking what they’ve got to a Rachel Stevens song. This is where you are reminded about what fantastic creatures women are. Not catwalk models, and their anorexic heroin chic. Not Olympic track stars with their muscles and 0% body fat. Dancers, bless them, with dancers bodies, lithe supple and rhythmic, long flowing hair and lycra shorts. Yes people our Irish match day experience lacks this ingredient. Raunch, you could call it, titillation, pandering to the fantasies of drunken middle aged men….., One of their songs was joined by Sharky the Sale mascot who did a good job closely following the girls with the moves. It must have been hard in that suit….fnarr.. fnarr.

Anyway I think we should trial it, either with our own or to invite an opposition group to perform. Leeds had a similar bunch of dancers for their home game last season at Headingley. I hope they are still shaking their thang, put an extra coach on, bring them down, invite them to flatten our grass.

Is this just a Northern thing ? Or do other clubs have dancers of the quality of Independence ? One to ponder, and finally….

Seating.

The weather was dry and warmer than I’d expected, and the seats were comfortable with legroom more than Sunbury, less than Reading. Not easy to pass on the rows, but easy enough to get in and out of the stands. I couldn’t rate the ground for disabled access or facilities, I just plain forgot.

 

 

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