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[Albion] How will the Boro game play out?
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Mike Dean is the referee. 2-0 to the Albion. Don't say you weren't told.
JCL666
absurdism
- Sep 23, 2011
- 2,190
The first half is a cagey affair. Needing only a draw, Boro sit deep, looking to counter. Forced to play a possession game frustrates the Albion faithful, as it doesn't suit the fast, attacking style Brighton have lined up.
In the first 20, Ramirez goes close twice, but Rhodes doesn't get a sniff as Greer returns Hughtons faith leading the back line and keeping the Boro hitman in his pocket.
Then Brighton start to push on, and on 40 minutes there seems to only be one team in it. Baldock having a one one one with the keeper saved, and Hemed rattling the post.
42 minutes Stephens floors Leadbetter with an inch perfect tackle, breaking up a Boro advance, Kayal squares the loose ball to Rosenior who drives forward, beating two players, he turns Nsue inside out, plays Skalak in, who with a deft touch sets Knockaert..... A brutal tackle from Ayla sees the Belgian Wizard fall, the bemused away fans scream for a penalty, but the ref unbelievably waves play on. The Brighton players pause momentarily, and Clayton in his quarter back role pounces on the indecisiveness and plays probably one of the best cross field passes ever seen at the Riverside. Adomah hits the afterburners, cuts in from the Boro right, low drive from the edge of the area. Stockdale saves but this time Rhodes has broken free from Greer and slides the ball into the net.
The Seagull players look distraught. Knockaert hasn't yet got up, the medical team rush on. They look concerned, in the away end, some fans relay the radio commentary. It's a head injury. It doesn't look good as he's helped from the pitch. Hughton decides to play out the remains of the first half with 10 men.
Albion return to the pitch first. Knockaert's back, patched up with a bandage wrapped round his head. All eleven form a huddle. In the middle of it, Brightons Scottish Captain can be seen shouting, no one will ever know what he says, but on the players faces is an intensity and steely focus.
Boro kick off. Within 10 minutes, 5 yellow cards have been shown, and the ref has had to pull apart Bruno and De Laet while in the midst of a 12 man melee.
Slowly but surely Brighton gain the upper hand. Boro fighting a rear guard action, and admirably limiting the Seagulls to long range efforts. With 30 minutes to go, Murphy replaces Skalak, and Zamora on for Baldock. Brightons 25 and 10 pulverise Ayla and Gibson, but as predicted Boros defence stand firm. Zamora breaks free but hits the side netting.
With 14 minutes left, it looks like "one of those days"...... Then from a nothing ball in the centre circle, Knockaert slips past one player, then two, three, four... This is it, that magic moment……. just like Vicente vs Derby……... he shoots diagonally from the left of the box, but like the aforementioned Dagger he hits the bar, the ball flies up, spiralling to the right........ And there just outside the area
Bruno
Embodied with the spirit of flair, channelling the hopes and dreams of Sussex by the Sea…. the sun shines and catches him, just as his magnificent right foot catches the looping ball.
The travelling fans go crazy.
Straight from the kick off, Brighton win back possession. Boro are stunned, but as they’ve done for most of the game, they are resolute. The Seagulls go close, a delicate chip from Zamora palmed over the bar, a rasping drive from Kayal deflected wide...
85 minutes and Knockaert crumples under a hard challenge. This time he can’t continue, he’s distraught, fans are openly weeping. Houghton looks to Lua Lua.
It’s a hectic last 5. End to end. The final pass not quite there for either side. The 4th official holds up the board. 4 more minutes.
Both sets of supporters urge their teams on. In the 93rd minute, Lua Lua receives the ball in Boros final third. He runs, a one two with Kayal, he makes it to the left touchline and unleashes a powerful low cross, Hemed slides in at the near post, connects. The ball rolls towards the line, Konstantopoulos dives low to his right, finger tips push the ball to safety.
Corner. Up comes Stockdale.
Stephens takes, in the crowd, Stockdale jumps and gets a head to it. The ball drops to Kayal, two Boro players dive at his feet, instead of shooting he turns to his right and plays a short pass to Zamora. He does what he always does, what every fan wants him to do, the right thing, the only thing that matters, the thing that every person who loves football wishes they had the chance to do, that thing we all dream about. He becomes more than the legend he already is.
Middlesborough 1
Brighton 2
In the first 20, Ramirez goes close twice, but Rhodes doesn't get a sniff as Greer returns Hughtons faith leading the back line and keeping the Boro hitman in his pocket.
Then Brighton start to push on, and on 40 minutes there seems to only be one team in it. Baldock having a one one one with the keeper saved, and Hemed rattling the post.
42 minutes Stephens floors Leadbetter with an inch perfect tackle, breaking up a Boro advance, Kayal squares the loose ball to Rosenior who drives forward, beating two players, he turns Nsue inside out, plays Skalak in, who with a deft touch sets Knockaert..... A brutal tackle from Ayla sees the Belgian Wizard fall, the bemused away fans scream for a penalty, but the ref unbelievably waves play on. The Brighton players pause momentarily, and Clayton in his quarter back role pounces on the indecisiveness and plays probably one of the best cross field passes ever seen at the Riverside. Adomah hits the afterburners, cuts in from the Boro right, low drive from the edge of the area. Stockdale saves but this time Rhodes has broken free from Greer and slides the ball into the net.
The Seagull players look distraught. Knockaert hasn't yet got up, the medical team rush on. They look concerned, in the away end, some fans relay the radio commentary. It's a head injury. It doesn't look good as he's helped from the pitch. Hughton decides to play out the remains of the first half with 10 men.
Albion return to the pitch first. Knockaert's back, patched up with a bandage wrapped round his head. All eleven form a huddle. In the middle of it, Brightons Scottish Captain can be seen shouting, no one will ever know what he says, but on the players faces is an intensity and steely focus.
Boro kick off. Within 10 minutes, 5 yellow cards have been shown, and the ref has had to pull apart Bruno and De Laet while in the midst of a 12 man melee.
Slowly but surely Brighton gain the upper hand. Boro fighting a rear guard action, and admirably limiting the Seagulls to long range efforts. With 30 minutes to go, Murphy replaces Skalak, and Zamora on for Baldock. Brightons 25 and 10 pulverise Ayla and Gibson, but as predicted Boros defence stand firm. Zamora breaks free but hits the side netting.
With 14 minutes left, it looks like "one of those days"...... Then from a nothing ball in the centre circle, Knockaert slips past one player, then two, three, four... This is it, that magic moment……. just like Vicente vs Derby……... he shoots diagonally from the left of the box, but like the aforementioned Dagger he hits the bar, the ball flies up, spiralling to the right........ And there just outside the area
Bruno
Embodied with the spirit of flair, channelling the hopes and dreams of Sussex by the Sea…. the sun shines and catches him, just as his magnificent right foot catches the looping ball.
The travelling fans go crazy.
Straight from the kick off, Brighton win back possession. Boro are stunned, but as they’ve done for most of the game, they are resolute. The Seagulls go close, a delicate chip from Zamora palmed over the bar, a rasping drive from Kayal deflected wide...
85 minutes and Knockaert crumples under a hard challenge. This time he can’t continue, he’s distraught, fans are openly weeping. Houghton looks to Lua Lua.
It’s a hectic last 5. End to end. The final pass not quite there for either side. The 4th official holds up the board. 4 more minutes.
Both sets of supporters urge their teams on. In the 93rd minute, Lua Lua receives the ball in Boros final third. He runs, a one two with Kayal, he makes it to the left touchline and unleashes a powerful low cross, Hemed slides in at the near post, connects. The ball rolls towards the line, Konstantopoulos dives low to his right, finger tips push the ball to safety.
Corner. Up comes Stockdale.
Stephens takes, in the crowd, Stockdale jumps and gets a head to it. The ball drops to Kayal, two Boro players dive at his feet, instead of shooting he turns to his right and plays a short pass to Zamora. He does what he always does, what every fan wants him to do, the right thing, the only thing that matters, the thing that every person who loves football wishes they had the chance to do, that thing we all dream about. He becomes more than the legend he already is.
Middlesborough 1
Brighton 2
Do you think you could arrange a few extra 'comfort breaks' for Saturday, then?
Mr Bridger
Sound of the suburbs
Cagey first half hour, then we'll open up.
Scrambled goal by Dale Stevens from a corner.
Guarenteed they score 4 minutes later.
Looks like they might play out a 1-1 draw.
I'm riding the a!rse clutch until the final few minutes.
We all explode ala Ulloa @ Forest with screamer from Wilson.
I burst into tears at the final whistle.
We get the sh!t kicked out of us on the way to the station, but I don't care cus
We're Brighton'ove Albion and we're going up
Scrambled goal by Dale Stevens from a corner.
Guarenteed they score 4 minutes later.
Looks like they might play out a 1-1 draw.
I'm riding the a!rse clutch until the final few minutes.
We all explode ala Ulloa @ Forest with screamer from Wilson.
I burst into tears at the final whistle.
We get the sh!t kicked out of us on the way to the station, but I don't care cus
We're Brighton'ove Albion and we're going up
Boro will know that a goal will mean us having to score twice. They will attack us relentlessly for the first 15 mins and we'll be penned back in our own half. They won't score and this phase will be halted when we have our first chance - from a mistake by their midfield giving the ball to Kayal who passes to Knocky at inside right. His shot is fingertipped onto the bar and cleared but it puts serious doubts into Boro - who drop back noticeably for the rest of the half. No score at halftime and Boro come out strong again at the start of the second half, but this only lasts for 5 minutes before they get nervous about our breakaways. Going into the last 15 minutes it's still scoreless with neither side having made much of an impact against the opposition defence. At this point Kayal spots a pass between the central defence for Wilson to run onto. He gets inside the area when he's pulled back by Gibson. It's a straight red card and a penalty. Hemed steps up to take it. The ref's whistle sounds..................
Durlston
"You plonker, Rodney!"
Half-time 0-0.
Then Albert Adomah zooms down the right wing, Gordon Greer makes a rash challenge. Penalty. Up steps Grant Leadbitter, who puts it straight down the middle. A late David Nugent seals a 2-0 win for Boro.
At the end a mass pitch invasion and despite the Teesside police trying to make a line, a few Boro idiots goad the away fans. Two pound coins are thrown. Those will be gleefully picked up for their Premier League season tickets next season.
Then Albert Adomah zooms down the right wing, Gordon Greer makes a rash challenge. Penalty. Up steps Grant Leadbitter, who puts it straight down the middle. A late David Nugent seals a 2-0 win for Boro.
At the end a mass pitch invasion and despite the Teesside police trying to make a line, a few Boro idiots goad the away fans. Two pound coins are thrown. Those will be gleefully picked up for their Premier League season tickets next season.
Charlies Shinpad
New member
We will start with Sidwell in a midfield 3 to nullify them and then sit and hit them on the counter attack for at least an hour
60 mins and it's still level then we will go two up top and scare the shit out of them and Nick it 1-0 with a Greer goal from a set piece taken by AK
60 mins and it's still level then we will go two up top and scare the shit out of them and Nick it 1-0 with a Greer goal from a set piece taken by AK
GreersElbow
New member
Boro open up the account at 17 minutes as Greer is outpaced, Stockdale tries his best but Rhodes slots one passed him and the Boro faithful chant "we are going up". It's a feisty affair, Kayal bullying the midfield whilst Dale "Maestro" Stephen threads through balls for Knockeart who comes agonisingly close to an equaliser. Hemed has a few attempts on goal, but all caught.
HT 1-0
Brighton start on the front foot, out passing the Boro midfield and getting behind Boro's defence but denied multiple times by their keeper until Knockeart is fouled about 25 yards out, dead centre. 4 Boro players in the wall, but it makes no difference. Top left corner, Albion equalise. Albion's faithful in full voice 60 minute, 1-1.
Boro sit back, with two holding mids in front of the defence, they're almost impenetrable. Knockeart's trickier gets him pulled down but the reef will wave away the appeal. Albion players getting frustrated.
90th minute, 4th official indicates 3 minutes added time. Brighton once again push back and win a corner. Knockeart steps up, perfect deliver and on the end of it, and unlikely hero. His renowned for his elbow in Rickie Lambert's face, his thick Glaswegian accent and fuzzy facial hair; Greer heads in a goal; the scenes are mental. Boro fans are silent, Karanka has a breakdown and Hughton winks at his boys.
Game ends on the 94th minute, Boro boo Karanka who at this point is contemplating moving to the North Sentinel island.
HT 1-0
Brighton start on the front foot, out passing the Boro midfield and getting behind Boro's defence but denied multiple times by their keeper until Knockeart is fouled about 25 yards out, dead centre. 4 Boro players in the wall, but it makes no difference. Top left corner, Albion equalise. Albion's faithful in full voice 60 minute, 1-1.
Boro sit back, with two holding mids in front of the defence, they're almost impenetrable. Knockeart's trickier gets him pulled down but the reef will wave away the appeal. Albion players getting frustrated.
90th minute, 4th official indicates 3 minutes added time. Brighton once again push back and win a corner. Knockeart steps up, perfect deliver and on the end of it, and unlikely hero. His renowned for his elbow in Rickie Lambert's face, his thick Glaswegian accent and fuzzy facial hair; Greer heads in a goal; the scenes are mental. Boro fans are silent, Karanka has a breakdown and Hughton winks at his boys.
Game ends on the 94th minute, Boro boo Karanka who at this point is contemplating moving to the North Sentinel island.
Raleigh Chopper
New member
It's 0-0 with 2 minutes to go, I am full of Doom Bar and I have just about had enough.
I run into the pitch and take the ball off their striker like sweets from a baby, I dribble up the pitch leaving all the Boro players in my wake, 20 yards out I let go a screamer, the goalie has no chance as it soars into the top corner, running towards the Boro fans I whip me todger out and swing it around and flick some V's at them.
The goal stands as the ref and linos missed it, the final whistle blows, I grab the cup and lift it up to the adoring fans.
Marvellous scenes .
I run into the pitch and take the ball off their striker like sweets from a baby, I dribble up the pitch leaving all the Boro players in my wake, 20 yards out I let go a screamer, the goalie has no chance as it soars into the top corner, running towards the Boro fans I whip me todger out and swing it around and flick some V's at them.
The goal stands as the ref and linos missed it, the final whistle blows, I grab the cup and lift it up to the adoring fans.
Marvellous scenes .
sir albion
New member
Match abandoned after 30 mins as we score our 5th goal 
Match abandoned after 30 mins as we score our 5th goal
.......game replayed on Wednesday behind closed doors. Pissing down, Hoops is ref, we lose 1-0 to a ridiculous penalty decision.
Marvelous prose. I need some of what you blokes are on!
Icy Gull
Back on the rollercoaster
- Jul 5, 2003
- 72,015
Revenge for our heaviest ever defeat, I like it
chucky1973
New member
"say we are top of the league say we are top the League" will ring out around the Brighton fans after 4 mins, Hemed with a header.
By the 96th min when Rhodes makes it 3-3, we will be travelling to Hillsborough for a 0-0 draw.
By the 96th min when Rhodes makes it 3-3, we will be travelling to Hillsborough for a 0-0 draw.
oldboyroy
Well-known member
I see a very defensive boro playing for a 0-0 and just 1 bit of magic from knocky winning it
- Aug 7, 2003
- 8,076
I'd love to know what Tony Bloom's forecasting maestros have come up with
zuidgull
Member
Something like this has to be the answer.
Tense, cagey with few chances to the 82 minute, but Brighton now pushing with desperation, as one final throw of the dice, Bobby Zamora comes off the bench in the 88th minute. He can hardly run with his hip injury but it does not really matter now, Boro are camped in their third of the pitch as repeated crosses are thrown into the box. 4 minutes of injury time comes up - in the third minute of injury time Nugent fouls Bruno trying to hold up a clearance. Skalak swings the free-kick into the box, the header away falls to Stephens just outside the box who fires back in a volley which ricochets off a Boro defender and towards Bobby who swivels and rises to put a scissor kick into the top of the Boro net.
As Brighton celebrate, Bobby lies prone on the grass - the medical team and a stretcher are sent to fetch him, Bobby gestures to the referee and as he comes over says "Mike Dean, blow your whistle. Brighton are to be promoted. There was once a dream that was Premiership Ready, it shall be realized. These are the wishes of Tony Bloom"
Mike Dean blows whistle and Bobby carried out on the shoulders of the Brighton squad.
The End.
Infant Hercules
Banned
- Dec 6, 2015
- 97
On a sunshine soaked Saturday morning at the Riverside Stadium the atmosphere was electric but tinged with tangible tension, as the Brighton fans made their way to their seats; "This is jolly pleasant old chap, it's like a festival of flavour" remarked one gentleman from hove, scoffing a parmo in a bun for the first time.
The noise in the stadium was loud with the Middlesbrough fans proudly chanting "follow follow follow, we're the red army from middlesbroooo" and the Brighton fans returning fire with loosely clenched fists "Come on Albion and score a ruddy goal".
It was Middlesbrough to kick off towards the south stand and the noisy gang of flare wielding 17 year olds in tracksuit bottoms known by all as the red faction. Gaston Ramirez taps the ball to Jordan Rhodes who makes a forward run with all the masculinity of a teenage girl trying to avoid the rain as she runs from the car to the front door. Rhodes then passes the ball to the fit again George Friend who darts down the wing and shapes his body to cross into the box - but wait no, he was selling the defender wolf tickets as he drags the ball inside and squares it from the left hand corner of the box to Adam Clayton. Clayton then floats a lovely cross to the back post where Albert Adomah is arriving to nod the ball past the man with the naughty school boy hair cut and its 1-0 to the Boro inside of 2 minutes.
Albion now look dejected with heads dropping all around but their 74 year old captain wasn't about to let this go so easily - he had been given a day release from Seagulls care home on Brighton sea front and didn't want to waste it by getting beat so easily. After all he's missed bingo for this.
The ageing centre back told the lads about the time he and Bobby Zamora defeated the Gerries and that was certainly a more frightening prospect than Stuey 'tin man' Downing. "Yes!" Shouted upside down head Bruno who pumped his fist in determination but was now a little distracted by Greers speech. Why tin man? He asked himself.
Chris Hughton was his usual relaxed self; sat on a deck chair, hanky on his head with trousers rolled to his knees as he soaked his feet in a paddling pool "any more of these?" He asks the fourth official pointing to his pineapple filled with pina colada.
Karanka was his usual self blood shot eyes, knelt on the floor, hugging himself, whilst rocking back and fourth chanting defend, defend, defend. Boro's colourful goal keeping coach Leo Percovich who had already had four fights just getting into the stadium was just willing anyone to give him eye contact as he manically stared at the Brighton bench "psssst, oi" he said trying to trick Steve Sidell into letting him back his cabbage.
Brighton came close on a couple of occasions k-nockcheat chanelling his inner Laurence Olivier to win several free kicks. In fac he conned the officials more times than James Cordens had hot pasties. Greer also had a free header that Dunk would have surely stuck away but sadly he tripped on his dressing gown.
Middlesbrough managed to hold out and won 1-0 with their only chance of the game.
The end.
The noise in the stadium was loud with the Middlesbrough fans proudly chanting "follow follow follow, we're the red army from middlesbroooo" and the Brighton fans returning fire with loosely clenched fists "Come on Albion and score a ruddy goal".
It was Middlesbrough to kick off towards the south stand and the noisy gang of flare wielding 17 year olds in tracksuit bottoms known by all as the red faction. Gaston Ramirez taps the ball to Jordan Rhodes who makes a forward run with all the masculinity of a teenage girl trying to avoid the rain as she runs from the car to the front door. Rhodes then passes the ball to the fit again George Friend who darts down the wing and shapes his body to cross into the box - but wait no, he was selling the defender wolf tickets as he drags the ball inside and squares it from the left hand corner of the box to Adam Clayton. Clayton then floats a lovely cross to the back post where Albert Adomah is arriving to nod the ball past the man with the naughty school boy hair cut and its 1-0 to the Boro inside of 2 minutes.
Albion now look dejected with heads dropping all around but their 74 year old captain wasn't about to let this go so easily - he had been given a day release from Seagulls care home on Brighton sea front and didn't want to waste it by getting beat so easily. After all he's missed bingo for this.
The ageing centre back told the lads about the time he and Bobby Zamora defeated the Gerries and that was certainly a more frightening prospect than Stuey 'tin man' Downing. "Yes!" Shouted upside down head Bruno who pumped his fist in determination but was now a little distracted by Greers speech. Why tin man? He asked himself.
Chris Hughton was his usual relaxed self; sat on a deck chair, hanky on his head with trousers rolled to his knees as he soaked his feet in a paddling pool "any more of these?" He asks the fourth official pointing to his pineapple filled with pina colada.
Karanka was his usual self blood shot eyes, knelt on the floor, hugging himself, whilst rocking back and fourth chanting defend, defend, defend. Boro's colourful goal keeping coach Leo Percovich who had already had four fights just getting into the stadium was just willing anyone to give him eye contact as he manically stared at the Brighton bench "psssst, oi" he said trying to trick Steve Sidell into letting him back his cabbage.
Brighton came close on a couple of occasions k-nockcheat chanelling his inner Laurence Olivier to win several free kicks. In fac he conned the officials more times than James Cordens had hot pasties. Greer also had a free header that Dunk would have surely stuck away but sadly he tripped on his dressing gown.
Middlesbrough managed to hold out and won 1-0 with their only chance of the game.
The end.