Friday, 26 December 2003

December 26 2003

Northampton Saints - Thoughts from the Chron


Well the lads certainly came up trumps to give us all an early Christmas present with the festive win over the Tigers. The Saints rode out the first half on a pitch that looked more suited to the breast stroke, butterfly and crawl than it did rugby even though Tigers had the upper hand.

But for all their hard work, especially that of new signing Jaco van der Westhuyzen, the Tigers didn’t look like scoring in a month of Sundays and a penalty from Shine Drahm saw us take a very slender lead into the break.

Whatever was put in the half time tea did wonders for the Saints who came out and dominated the second half playing long for long periods in Tigers territory and certainly making far better use of the bar of soap that the ball had become than our local rivals ever looked like doing.

Alas poor Tigers, their frustration just bred more mistakes and the Saints pack gradually wore them down and went over for the decisive AB score in the dying seconds. A job certainly well done and that elusive double secured to go with the title of the undisputed kings of Midlands rugby!

So for all the talk of a return to form Tigers were a pale shadow of their old selves.
Their returning World Cup stars just didn’t cut the mustard as Rob Hunter and Buzzard Connors, who had his best game this season, disrupted the much vaunted lineout of Johnson and Kay and young Darren Fox played Neil Back all but off the park.

Even the famous Tigers rolling maul was stopped in its tracks more often than not, just a liberal use of ‘use it or lose it’ time by referee Chris White preventing further turnover ball. But then Saints didn’t need Mr Whites assistance in securing the ball, sooner or later the visitors gave it back anyway.

The frustration of the day got to England skipper Johnson more than anyone and he lead his team by example To say his attitude was petulant was somewhat of an understatement. Questioning every decision and constantly whinging about everything but the price of fish i’m pretty sure it was only his lofty reputation that stopped him getting a breather in the bin after a series of personal infringements.

The slapping away of a hand of help from Andy Blowers when he lay prone on the ground was just about the final straw but then not to be undone Little Austin Healey capped it all by shouting an expletive at D Block. I’m sure any lip readers watching the game on Sky will have crossed him off their Christmas card list already.

In another sport Healey would be on a charge of incitement but us being level headed Saints folk it was just water (yes more water) off a ducks back although I’m not sure those with children in that area would agree.

In these days of sporting role models Messrs Johnson and Healey should take a leaf out of Mr Blowers book. AB is the very epitome of a gentleman both on and off the field even when we are on the end of a drubbng. A lesson others could well learn.

SMUDGER

The defeat of Leicester put further pressure on the Tigers hotseat and rumours are circulating that John Mitchell, recently relieved of the All Blacks job is to return to these shores to take the helm at Welford Road. It looks like poor old Deano might have to return to being a traffic cop but alas the coaching merry-go-round in the Land of the Long White Cloud could also have a serious effect on us.

It is believed new incumbent, the ever smiling Graham Henry, has offered Smudger (or even Smithy!) a flight home and a place on his new coaching panel. Now although Wayne has said he is committed to the Saints till season end that is just five months away. Surely the club cannot let him leave the Gardens without pulling out every stop to ensure he stays at Kiwi Corner.

Now I’m sure being the canny businessman he is that Uncle Keith will be doing just that but we can all play a part too in persuading Smudger that we want him to remain in his Gardens role to complete the task by emailing or writing to him at the club.

There’s no doubt since he joined us there has been an upturn in our fortunes and a return of general all round confidence and that pride in the jersey that we hear so much about. Okay there is no silverware of note yet but you sense that time will come, a feeling that has not been around the Gardens for quite a few seasons.

I just cannot see anyone stepping into his shoes without us losing some of that belief or indeed the quality of players he attracts.
You can understand his sentiment that he has All Black blood running through his veins, well lets hope we have added a mighty dose of Green n Gold to his bloodstream too and he stays to build on the sterling work he has already started.


They say success is a journey not a destination, lets hope Wayne Smith is still traveling that route on the Northampton bus at the start of next season.

Once a Saint, always a Saint, you know it makes sense Wayne.

LOOKING AHEAD

Well after all the festivities, and after Matt Dawson has unwrapped his whistle and Bertie Bassett refereeing kit on Christmas morning, (yes I couldn’t believe he wants the job either) its up to the far windswept north for the Saints on the 28th for the Zurich clash against Newcastle Falcons.

In the game at the Gardens earlier this season Newcastle played most of the rugby for the first hour with Saints hanging on their coat tails. Now whether this was by design or not, in the final quarter the Falcons tired the Saints upped a gear and ripped them apart even securing a very unlikely try scoring bonus point.

I somehow don’t think they are going to fall for that one twice and with the possible return of Jonny Wilko it could be a fascinating match up. So enjoy the day, or the weekend, up there but take plenty of warm clothes, the last time I visited the area the place was overrun with brass monkeys speaking in high pitched tones. Enjoy!

And finally as this is the last column of the year can I wish all my readers, yes all five of you, the very best of the season and here’s to a prosperous Saintly New Year!

Thursday, 18 December 2003

December 18 2003

Northampton Saints - Thoughts from the Chron


Well after the near miss the previous Friday the Saints European Cup crusade finally got off to winning ways with a victory over Agen. A steadfast defence from the French held the lads at bay until Big Ben upped a gear and scored a sublime second half triple to seal the game for the Saints.

During the week Crenca stated that, after the previous weeks battle against Borders, which saw their flyhalf sent off for a headbutt, there would be no more shenanigans (or whatever the French equivalent is) and his team would have to be more disciplined against Northampton or suffer the consequences. Well he kept his word for all of five minutes then a sudden rush of blood, or maybe just Wally smiling at him, pushed Crenca over the edge and he planted an ‘Aquitaine kiss’ straight on the England hookers fizzog. The incident was straight in front of referee, Nigel Whitehouse who was left with no option but to brandish la carte rouge.

Now Crenca felt a bit aggrieved at this treatment and it seems so did those listening to the game back in France. Due to the wonders of the internet, and some intrepid work from one of Greens Norton’s finest, our readers were treated on Sunday to a translated version of the Agenais online chat during the game. Some things of course were lost in translation, exactly what “the referee does not import koi” means is lost on me, but “the red paperboard of Crenca was too severe: Crenca did not touch the English player with his head! It is right fact gesture of intimidation!!” could not be any clearer. The general consensus of opinion was that they were hard done by, never got the rub of the green and the man in the middle was biased in the oppositions favour. (Wait a minute, that’s sounds a lot like this column every week?)

Now in their defence they were swayed by the Radio Sud reporter at the Gardens, (alas not everyone’s as lucky to have such totally unbiased reporting BBC from the likes of James Knight and Adam Blackmore each week), but our new best friend, Roland from Agen, confirmed to us on Monday that his team have found themselves with an unwarranted reputation. It transpires a conspiracy in French rugby to keep the less aristocratic Agenais down because they come from an industrial provincial town (sounds familiar) is behind all the bad press they have been getting. The two red and three yellow cards in the last two games were obviously an aberration then?

So come January 24th in France we can expect nothing but sweetness and light from Agen in the away leg at Stade Armandie. Now if you believe that, you’ll believe anything!

LOOKING FORWARD

Now I know it’s the time of year where we all over indulge but I have just one request, please make mine a double! Yes for the first time in lord knows how many years the Saints go into Saturday’s sellout game at the Gardens against the Tigers with the chance of putting the double over our illustrious neighbours.

After the victory at Welford Road earlier this season one comment from a Tigers fan in the pub afterwards has stuck in my mind, “Are you going to cheer when Leicester win the World Cup?” A somewhat blinkered view considering the final outcome and blindly ignoring the fact that we had beaten a full strength Tigers side on their own turf the season before. Now what sweeter way to finish off the year at the Gardens than by beating Leicester on our patch confirming our position as the top side in the Midlands and shutting up these moaning minnies into the bargain?

It’s a tall order though, the Tigers are finally finding some form, as anyone who watched their Heineken Cup game against the Dragons can confirm. Their England contingent (who partly won the World Cup) are back to do their business for a club that found itself in the doldrums up to last weeks return to form. However instrumental in this upturn is one that stayed at home. Yes Little Austin Healey looks like it’s not just his hair that’s been rejuvenated but his game as well. He looks back to his best with hands, feet and no doubt lip and when on top form he is a constant danger.

So come Saturday forget the game too far at Twickenham in the evening, the Midlands derby is the real match of the day. If you have not got a ticket for the game don’t worry it is also being covered by Sky and everything kicks off at 2:45. So if you are on the terrace with your pint and pastie or in your armchair with your mulled wine and mince pie, enjoy the day as it looks like being a Christmas cracker!

WHOOPS

Yes a big booboo by me in last week’s column in getting my Quinnell brothers mixed up which was so kindly pointed out to me by several alert (and a couple of not so alert) readers. To further confuse matters the lads at Llanelli are raving about the next product off the Quinnell production line, Gavin a powerful No.8 who is predicted to be the best of the lot. But I can only apologise for the mistake.
It crossed my mind to use the monikers attributed to Scott and Craig by some wags in Wales namely ‘Pies’ and Pies Junior’ but after almost getting on the wrong side of Craig in a Richmond pub a few years ago I think from now on I’ll just call them both Sir!

ON THE BUSES

The Saints Supporters Club are running coaches to the Newcastle and London Irish games over the Christmas holiday period. For the Newcastle game on Sunday December 28th, coaches will leave the Gardens (from the VIP car park) at 9am
Adults: £15 Children/Students/OAPs: £10
For the Irish game on Sunday January 4th, it’s a midday start from the VIP car park and prices are: Adults: £12 Children/Students/OAPs: £7
To book places call Jean Collingwood on 01604 583283, with your name, telephone number and the number of seats.
If you are thinking of letting the train take the strain for either of these games, one word of advice. Don’t!

Thursday, 11 December 2003

December 11 2003

Northampton Saints - Thoughts from the Chron


Well the European Cup started pretty much inconspicuously as far as the Saints were concerned with a narrow loss down in deep darkest Wales on Friday night with defeat at Llanelli Scarlets.
There’s no doubting the better side won but Saints ran them close and could have edged it had the rub of the green gone their way. In the end a try by undisputed man of the match Scott Quinnell, which was dubious to say the least (surely he was offside?) was all that separated the sides.

Had David McHugh seen the deliberate knock on in stopping a Bruce Reihana try more seriously we could have sneaked it at the death but it was not to be.

However we came away with a very valuable bonus point which could prove crucial in the long term for the group, or too secure one of the two wildcard places in the quarter finals.

I was unable to make the trip to the Valleys myself so settled down to watch the game on Sky. Was it just me or was their coverage all ‘Llanelli this’ and Llanelli that’ with us just there to make up the numbers?

The effusive (look it up) Mr Barnes had me fuming by half time. Now theres nothing unusual in that but when they trundled out Jonathan Humphreys as one of the ‘experts’ during the break I almost climbed on the roof and knocked down the satellite dish. Listening to the impartial former Welsh international hooker you would have thought we were at least 40 points down and being played off the park as he slated the team saying we were not that interested in getting a result as much as Llanelli were. What utter tripe! I just hope the lads remember this, especially Wally, when Mr Humpreys visits with Bath later in the season.

It seems even our bonus point was down to that nice Stephen Jones gifting it to us by losing his kicking touch with a new ball that the maestro himself Paul Grayson and Shane Drahm seemed to have little problem with. Strange that.

However Sky redeemed themselves over the next two days as I remained glued to my armchair with the likes of Ian McGeechan, Clive Woodward, Scott Quinnell and Will Greeenwood giving thoughtful analysis alongside the consummate professional Michael Lynagh.

Greenwood is an absolute natural as far as broadcasting is concerned and come his retirement Messrs Morris and Barnes should start looking over their shoulders for the likes of Greenwood and Matt Dawson who seems to be mentioned on Soccer AM more often than Alex Ferguson these days.

After our very own JP appearing in Sky’s Xmas adverts with his ‘slight of hand’ a Gold Black n Green tinted rugby presenter would be worth the subscription alone!
Now where did I put Rupert Murdochs email address?

LOOKING AHEAD

So with an away point pocketed the Saints look forward to entertaining Frances Agen on Saturday. The game looks like it could well be a sellou.t It also looks like it could be one hell of a battle as Agen have a reputation that is ‘uncompromising’ to say the least.

Even before the season started Saracens coach Rod Kafer withdrew his side during a friendly in Agen, yes a friendly, after only 55 minutes as he considered it was too dangerous to carry on after several fights and off the ball incidents.

We also hear that the highlights shown of the clash with Borders at the weekend was only a glimpse of what actually went on. What was described in the media as a ‘card fest’ with the Agen flyhalf sent off for a headbutt was also marred by several outbreaks of violence not caught by referee or camera.

However Agen skipper Jean-Jacques Crenca, who played for France in the World Cup has warned his side they must be more disciplined and step up a gear against a Saints side containing several world champions or they will be punished. Lets hope if they resort to plan A we are graced with a referee that will take the bull by the horns. Please, please please ERC, not Ian Ramage. (Thankfully since writing we hear its 'Paul' Whitehouse)

But that is all on the pitch. Off it, as usual against a French team I’m sure there are new acquaintances to be made with the small number of visiting French fans. With no doubt the usual few hundred suspects going down to Agen in January, for what is always THE weekend of the season, it’s as good a time as any to extend that hand of friendship to our Gallic counterparts – in the very least to find where all the best bars are in six weeks time.

DEAR BILL

Well what a spectacle Mondays parade was in London was. In the acres of red and white there was also a fair smattering of Gold Black and Green along the route including the Gardens own David Percy and his son Will, a junior player for Tows, who were ‘adopted’ by the BBC for the day. Both were followed by Beeb cameras from an early Nether Heyford breakfast then down by train to the main event on the streets of the capital.

As David said it was a once in a lifetime experience and I’m sure it will live long in the memory for a lot of the kids like Will that managed to get the day off school. But I can’t help thinking it was father David who looked like all his Sundays had come at once when that Sweet Chariot passed his way.

Well after Mondays extravaganza Bill (or the William Webb-Ellis trophy to you posh people) goes on a tour of all the Zurich grounds. Unfortunately it looks like our name was last out the hat as dear Bill is not down to visit till January 31st.

Now I know it will brighten a dull mid winters day for all us English Saints but this is the day we play Llanelli a game which could be our group decider in the Heineken Cup. I don’t know about you but as much as I’d like to see William paraded around the Gardens I could see this as being more as an incentive to a team containing 14 Welsh internationals than it is to us.

Indeed a couple of Welsh rugby message boards are crowing about it already as being another example of English arrogance. Seven days later we play Rotherham, wouldn’t this be a far better date for all concerned?

Thursday, 4 December 2003

December 4 2003

Northampton Saints - Thoughts from the Chron

Well the Gloucester locals don’t call Kingsholm, Castle Grim for nothing. On Saturday for those of a Saintly persuasion the last twenty minutes were indeed grim after such a promising start. The Saints were well in touch, and leading 17-10 at half time.
For three quarters of the game it could have gone either way but when Gloucester brought on their returning front row World Cup heroes in Trevor Woodman and Phil Vickery the screw was tightened and for the last twenty minutes the lads were simply outplayed.

It could have been so much different after two first half tries had silenced a rather muted Shed but it was not to be. After the battle of Piggy’s Patch at the Gardens in early November the game went off without incident and all credit to Sharky Robinson, returning from a two week ban for his part in the earlier dust up, who played the consummate scrumhalf’s game stealing two tries into the bargain.

However my man of the match, no I’ve not been drinking, was Tony Spreadbury who, given the history of the clash, refereed the game with aplomb. My only criticism being he was a touch quick on the whistle for the penalty that ‘robbed’ us of a late bonus point something I think we just about deserved for effort alone.

LOOKING AHEAD

So now we put the Zurich Premiership to bed till Christmas and all eyes turn to Europe once more, the true premier competition. Saints open their campaign this year down in the cauldron, or should that be saucepan, of Stradey Park home of the new Welsh district the Scarlets (yes it’s just Llanelli under a new name).

We travel down with a fine record on Welsh soil in European Competition but Llanelli is undoubtedly the hardest ground in the principality to try and grind out a result.

Added to this the Scarlets will be looking to avenge the semi final defeat at the Madstad in 2000, our European winning season, when a rush of blood to the head of Ian Boobyer in the dying moments of the game allowed Larry to step up and kick us into the final against Munster at Twickenham.

A return of some of the English contingent and a slight step up in gear could see the lads steal a win that even so early in the competition could set down the marker for our group. Here’s hoping.

A DATE FOR YOUR DIARY

Here’s a date for you all scribble down in your brand new 2004 diaries. After talking about Edgar Mobbs in the column a few weeks back I was contacted by the East Midlands Rugby Union with details of this seasons Mobbs Memorial game between the East Mids and the Barbarians. The game will take place on Wednesday 17th March 2004 at 6:00pm at the Gardens.

As a curtain raiser the finals of the Mobbs U10 and U12 finals will take place at 5:15 on the main pitch.

With the game being in the middle of the Six Nations, and the Saints out of the Powergen Cup, it could be an oasis of live rugby in a sea of armchair games and with all proceeds going to youth rugby in the area its an ideal chance to get some fresh air in your lungs and help along those Wally and Bens of tomorrow. So be there!


MEDIA DARLINGS

So it seems that the game in this country is in for a boom time, according to some pundits, after England’s World Cup win. Last weekend saw Zurich Premiership attendances almost reach an average of ten thousand as interest in the game is at an all time high.

It seems a long way from the days when you could see daylight from one end of the Gordon Terrace to the other and if you were unlucky to be the first out the bar you might find yourself playing on the wing.

However this renaissance in the game at the top of the English club level has been building for several years and while underlying growth looks good long term, especially at clubs like the Saints, I am not so sure the interest produced by the heroics of Daws, Larry, Ben and Wally will be that lasting in your average Joe Publics eyes.

We have had a few enquiries through comeonyousaints.com and we hear the clubs phones have been red hot with new (pardon the pun) converts to the game and I’m sure a few will remain members of the rugby family but I am not so sure the national medias new love affair with our game will last.

Their obsession with the roundball game and especially 1966, (when in all truth it was only the Ben and his Uncle George angle that really warranted, and quite rightly so, column inches on the matter) was starting to get a bit absurd in the run up to the final as any tie up with their beloved game was picked over with even the most tenuous link. It almost got the point where I was half expecting the Sun or the Star to suggest England must win because Matt Dawson and Nobby Stiles both wear shorts. Uncanny!

Fair enough footie is our national game but on Saturday I read three nationals, reading from the back page forward as I’m sure we all do, but even after ten pages of soccer it was hard to find anything of note about that’s weekends games apart from the fact that their new darling Jonny Wilko WASN’T playing for Newcastle.

By Christmas I’m sure we will just be another sport, especially for the tabloids, as it is going to be quite hard to find muck to rake over your average rugby player and it will be a cold day in hell before the likes of Jonny even does so much as drop litter. Then no doubt we will be back to wall to wall soccer and the media obsession with certain individuals rather than the game itself.

But perhaps I’m being a bit hard on the hacks of Fleet Street, after all in Japan they simply ignore the main story and cut straight to the chase. After England’s World Cup triumph in Sydney a leading Tokyo newspaper lead with the headline ‘Beckhams Friend Wins World Cup’.

Now we are not quite that bad.............yet!