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Date:
Sat 31st July 1999 17.30pm BST.
Venue:
Ruhr Stadion, Bochum, Germany
Admission - 10Dm, about three quid.
No programme
Conditions:
By jingo it was warm; good job they didn't start at 3pm.
Manager:
Ruud Gullit, strip: black away
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38 mins After pressure from
Robinson, the ball ran free on the edge of the Bochum area, and a snap
shot from Shearer took a slight deflection as it ran into the net. 1-0.
41 mins The United defence stood and watched as Bochum bore down on
Harper'sgoal and Balusynski beat the keeper on the angle from 15 yards, after
running on to a through ball. 1-1
Half time: Bochum 1 Newcastle 1
56 mins A good Serrant / Maric combination the United right ended
with a perfect cross from the byline by Solano, which the oncoming Shearer
steered home with his head from 10 yards. 2-1
63 mins The dangerous Balusynski was again allowed time and
space by United to stride through the defence, pick his spot and fire
home. 2-2
67 mins A rare goal from the former Carl Ziess Jena player Olaf
Schreiber. A short free kick was played across the edge of the box and
a weak shot from the Bochum substitute was inexplicably allowed past and
in by Harper. 2-3
Full time: Bochum 3 Newcastle 2
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And so the marathon Euro-jaunt that had encompassed Holland, England and
Scotland moved on to its final destination, Germany, and an appointment
with recently relegated Vfl Bochum.
An early arrival at the Ruhr stadion
following a short train ride from Dusseldorf revealed that the Bochum
"fan day" was in full swing - a diverse collection of
activities, demonstrations, and stalls selling the inevitable pils (in
what seemed to be hospital sample jugs) and evil-smelling sausages.
The
searing heat meant that a few beers in a shady spot were called for, which
afforded a vantage point from which to observe demonstrations of ballroom
dancing, kick boxing, gridiron, and karate woodchoppers to name but a few
- not quite the view from "The Trent House"
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Elsewhere, the
youth of Bochum were busy with go-karts, rollerskating, limbo dancing and
bouncy castles, while one English visitor seized upon the chance afforded
him by the PA announcer to denounce the Dalgish era from the main stage,
to the applause of the early arrivals from Tyneside and other parts of
Europe. Somewhere in all this merriment, a football match was scheduled to
break out, but thankfully the heat of the afternoon had abated by the time
kickoff arrived.
Inside the ground, United fans were dotted all around, but
in greatest numbers behind one goal (seated) and in one corner (standing.)
The usual Bundesliga combinations of perimeter fencing and netting at
either end were in evidence, as was an ultra-relaxed stewarding style.
To
herald the arrival of the teams, from somewhere the host team had dredged
up a record apparently titled "We're the most United team in all the
land" that even Barry in the Box would have hesitated over before
slapping on the Gallowgate gramophone. After this atrocity it was no
surprise that a home team goal was greeted with a burst of the "Can
Can" and the second half appearance of Newcastle was heralded by
"Go West" in German
As for the performance. well the manager
says he can't play his full team so presumably that excuses the ones who
are playing from looking like they've ever met before
..to search for
plus points, Solano got a byline cross for the first time in a year,
Shearer scored two goals from open play for the first time since we went
decimal, Harper got some (much-needed) match practice.
As in Helmond,
United again got some rough justice from the officials (who looked to be
wearing Middlesbrough strips) and Charvet and Speed were booked while
severe challenges from the home team on Solano especially went unremarked.
today's Maric Miss was a sort of reverse Jimmy Montgomery thing, where he
screwed two chances up within seconds, being pushed off the ball when
poised to shoot at a gaping net and then volleying skywards when a header
would surely have beaten the keeper.
At the end of the game, a number of
the players took time to applaud the travellers, while others just headed
straight down the tunnel, clutching their swapped shirts. The Bochum
players by contrast went on a little lap of honour wearing their Newcastle
shirts - presumably special dispensation had been gained as the toon
shirts didn't have squad numbers so the players got them at a discount,
probably....
It's always hard to take a match seriously when a gigantic
inflatable coke bottle looms over the pitch, but United fans climbed the
security fence to show their displeasure at the performance by mooning at
the crowd. Without wishing to condone such a gratuitous display of white
Geordie arse, I have to say I knew what they meant...
PS: Thanks are due
to Ray McDermott and his smashing family for their wonderful hospitality,
Jurgen the baker, and the Rudi lookalike who kept us furnished with
beer...
Biffa
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