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Scottish
League Division 2 Play-off Final First Leg
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Queen's
Park
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4
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Canning
(2), Dunlop, Cairney
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East
Fife
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2
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Young,
McDonald
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Wednesday,
May 9, 2007
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HERE'S
a little conundrum to get the brain cells working: Who can
be away from home at home, yet still feel right at home in
their home from home?
Obviously
the answer has to be Queen's Park, who decanted to Firhill
for the home leg of their play-off final because of Hampden's
Uefa commitment.
It
was not ideal to lose our home advantage, but it's the price
you pay for having the best stadium in the country; and the
best interests of Scotland and its football at heart. As a
club, we're proud of our stadium, and will make sacrifices
to put on showpiece games such as the Uefa Cup Final.
And
it's not as if we felt too bad about the wee jaunt to Maryhill,
after all, we did have a fairly decent night in the north
of the city not so long ago.
That
was a cup tie; this was a Cup final in every sense of the
word. The prize for the winner of the two legs was promotion.
The price for failure was another season in the basement division.
It
was a massive opportunity, and yet another massive test for
Billy Stark's young Spiders. They had done us proud all season,
the question was whether they had two more big performances
left in them.
And
the worry was that a far more physical, and experienced East
Fife side would be one hurdle too many.
Still,
optimism mixed nicely with anxiety before kick-off as Homer
and Gulliver awaited team news with the rest of the Spider
hordes. And there were no real surprises in
the starting line-up with the Arbroath XI getting the chance
to do the business again.
But there more than a few eyebrows raised at the bench, which
was missing Frankie Carroll, but contained Shaun Molloy and
Steve Reilly - along with Robert Dunn, Richard Bowers and
Alex Cowie.
The boss had said in advance that he had no fears about the
Firhill surface, and he was dead right. It was immaculate.
With a perfect surface underfoot and ideal conditions overhead,
there was no excuses for not playing football.
Queen’s didn’t need one in th early stages as they ripped
into the Fifers.
Within a minute Weatherston romped down the wing and cut the
ball back for Cairney. Wee Paolo sadly shot over the top.
Kettlewell was next to sprint clear, but couldn’t quite control
the pass from Weatherston..
It was lively, and got downright energetic after five minutes
when the ball broke to Trouten on the edge of the box. His
volley, however, threatened the floodlights more than the
goal.
The Fifers weren’t here just to make up the numbers, and their
front pairing of O’Reilly and Nicholas demanded respect.
Twice within a couple of minutes Nicholas caused nerves to
flutter in the QP ranks.
First, after nine minutes, he broke on his own and brought
a good save out of DC.
Moments later, he robbed Big D and bore down on our goal.
Fortunately for Queen’s, his final ball was overhit and O’Reilly
couldn’t do any damage.
The Fifers won the first corner after 13 minutes, and had
the ball in the net from their next one a couple of minutes
later. Referee Underhill had blown long before for a push,
and we could all breathe again.
The visitors were enjoying the upper hand at this stage, and
Nicholas shot wide when reasonably placed.
We needed to get back on the front foot, and slowly managed
that.
Our first corner after 20 minutes came to nothing, as did
our first real chance, four minutes later.
Ronald sent Weatherston through on the keeper, but Dodds reacted
superbly to block the stiker’s effort.
Just after the half-hour mark came one of those psychic moments
from your web team.
Gulliver and Homer were discussing how every loose ball seemed
to be landing at the feet of Steve Canning, who wasn’t enjoying
his best start to a game.
At that very moment, Weatherston was decked - not for the
first time - at the corner of the Fifers’ box.
As Canning stepped up to the ball, Gulliver said to his big
chum that this would be an ideal time for Steve to find his
touch ... and boy did he do just that.
His free-kick sailed past the wall, and keeper Dodds, to nestle
in the corner of the net.
A second goal would be nice, and Queen’s did everything in
their power to find one.
Ferry had a shot well saved before a mad scramble saw the
same player and Paul Ronald go for the one ball in the box.
Neither connected properly, and when the ball broke free,
Cairney shot wide.
The pundits always say it’s good to score near half-time.
Mick Dunlop obviously agreed as he obliged.
Another corner straight from the training ground saw Canning
and Paton exchange passes before the ball was dinked on to
Ferry. His first time lob was perfection, and Mick needed
no second invitation to head the ball over the line.
Half-time, and 2-0 was a healthy scoreline to take into the
break.
More of the same was needed; more of the same we got.
Five minutes into the second period, Weatherston again streaked
clear down the left and fed Trouten. His shot beat Dodds,
but was scrambled off the line by a defender.
We didn’t have long to wait for the third goal, however, and
it’s one that will live long in the memory.
Ferry and Trouten fed Cairney, who was sent crashing to the
turf as he tried to break through.
Canning’s first effort from the free kick was charged down,
but as the ball spiralled back to him, he met it perfectly
on the instep from the edge of the box and sent a beatiful
lob over the keeper and into the net.
It was a goal fit to grace any final, and sent the Queen’s
fans and players delirious.
Kettlewell then broke as we threatened to bury the tie and
Dodds had to stretch, while lying on the ground, to get a
fingertip to Ketts’ effort.
By now we were well in control, so obviously it was time for
an East Fife goal. It duly arrived on the hour. We had plenty
opportunities to clear - took none of them - and paid the
penalty. All
right, we were distracted by Paton lying prone on the ground,
but Young waltzed through to beat DC.
It was a stupid goal to lose, but we soon regrouped and went
back on the attack.
We got our reward within 10 minutes with another peach.
Another break down the left, another fine cutback, and Cairney
was in perfect position in the penalty box.
Trouten galloped up on his right for support, and the home
fans screamed for Paolo to feed him. The East Fife defence
anticipated the pass, Paolo waited for them to get out his
way ... and then stroked the ball home cool as you like.
Such composure; such class; such cheek - everything you want
from a Queen’s Park player.
At 4-1 we were right back in the driving seat, and again made
a silly mistake.
Goal hero Cairney dallied on the ball in the middle of the
park and was robbed. Mick Dunlop came to his rescue, but gave
away a foul in the process. A bread-and-butter cross into
the middle, a text-book McDonald header, and it was back to
4-2.
Again Queen’s tried to rally, but it was too big an ask to
restore the three-goal cushion.
Ferry came closest after 84 with a curling shot, but Dodds
saved comfortably.
Had you offered anybody in the Spiders ranks a two-goal lead
to take to Methil before kick-off at Firhill, they would have
jumped at it.
We’re still in pole position, but Gulliver can’t help but
think we have squandered a glorious opportunity to make the
trip to Fife a lot less tense.
Seldom has a Queen’s team scored goals of such quality or
looked so menacing going forward.
The plus has got to be that we are more than capable of finishing
the job in Fife and giving a record-breaking season the finale
it deserves.
The nagging fear is that a couple of sloppy moments over an
otherwise inspired 90 minutes at Firhill might come back to
haunt us.
But could it really be any other way for the Spiders?
See you all on Saturday ... Forth road bridge and New Bayview
crowd limit permitting!
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Queen's
Park : |
Crawford,
Paton, Dunlop, Trouten, Agostini, Canning, Kettlewell, Cairney,
Ronald, Weatherston, Ferry. Subs: Reilly, Dunn, Molloy,
Bowers, Cowie. |
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East
Fife: |
Dodds,
Dair, Smith, Smart, McDonald, Young, Gibson, Jablonski,
Nicholas, O'Reilly, Hampshire. Subs: Ritchie, Gordon, Courts,
Walker, Ross. |
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Referee:
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JOHN
UNDERHILL |
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