Kitching!! City on the money in St George victory

Blacktown City 3 St George 1

The visit of St George FC, a team with a perfect record of five wins from five so far in the 2025 season, looked like a tough assignment for shot-shy Blacktown City, but ninety minutes later they were celebrating a huge statement win. Rachel Fry opened the scoring midway through the first half to stun the visitors, so when St George equalised through Lauren Wells at the start of the second half, the expectation was for a swift turnaround. Instead, a free-kick from Courtney Kitching somehow found the net to put the home side immediately back in front, and the central defender saved the best til last, powering home a thumping header to seal the victory, with an outrageous backflip celebration to match. City held their nerve to repel the St George attack to post an eye-catching win and elevate themselves into the top half of the table, but the day belonged to captain Kitching for a memorable display.

A sunny day in North West Sydney and after a long delay as we awaited the referee team, St George won the toss and turned the teams around, mind games at play right from the start. Ex-Blacktown star Josie Riley was involved in the first move for the visitors, raking a ball to Eyerus Hillman on the right whose cross was hacked away from in front of goal. Any sign that this was going to be a one-sided affair was dispelled when Emily Jackson played in Fry, whose precision through-ball found Sienna Bell, but goalkeeper Zara Phillips was out quickly when the final touch was too heavy. City looked alert and tenacious in the middle of the park and a loose pass was pounced on by Lara Green who found Bell again, but Jasmine Sidoti was there to clear.

A moment of hesitation when two Blacktown defenders got in each others’ way, the ball fell for Ruby Ackland who smashed a shot off the top the bar with goalkeeper Courtney Mackenzie beaten. Green and Fry combined well, but the ball broke for St George, and Allie Sheedy played in Hillman, Eve Hunter getting the shot away from distance that was easily smothered by Mackenzie. The battle between Bell and Riley was a feature, Bell doing well to race away from the St George player, but her cross was blocked. The all-action Bell then turned sweetly on the left, racing through to shoot just wide as City threatened again. Bell’s timely intervention somehow resulted in a corner to the visitors, Hillman getting her head to the inswinging kick, but the ball was well wide.

The game was heating up; a long searching through ball found Bell again in a foot race with her defender. This time she was clear, and again Phillips did well to challenge on the edge of her area. The ball fell for Fry, well outside the box, realising that Phillips was now stranded, and the City striker lifted the ball towards the empty goal and in for a deserved opening goal. The Blacktown players were ecstatic, the referee ordering a drinks break before play could continue and both sets of players had a chance to cool down. Conditions were hot. A handball shout against Lauren Bisnette was waved away by the referee, but worse was to come for the St George captain when she had her pocket picked by Sarah De Sousa, and only the sturdy wrists of Phillips prevented De Sousa from increasing the slender lead.

Emily Chandran and Aurelia Smith combined not once but twice as Chandran raced upfield, and when Jackson played in Chandran again, City had a corner. The corner kick from the left was met by Kitching under pressure, but the ball sailed harmlessly wide. Blacktown then coughed up possession in the middle when Jackson’s ball to Smith sold her in to trouble, Wells firing into the side-netting with a great chance, before Chandran was beaten to the ball on the St George right, but Dominique Ashton was there to clear up well for the home team. A searching ball by Eva Drivas saw Hillman turn sweetly, racing away into the penalty area but shooting well wide.

The half-time whistle sounded with Blacktown City maintaining their shock lead against their illustrious opponents, and the players disappeared into the changing rooms to cool down from the hot conditions.

The temerature eased as the second half got underway, the cloud cover giving us the perfect stage for a second half battle. Chandran and Bell linked up with Liliana Waterhouse up the left, but there was no end product. The visitors started to look panicky and were fraying at the edges. Evdokia Papafilopoulos was brought down but no free kick given to City, before Hunter was penalised for going through the back of Angelica Conate. Hunter then spread the ball out right to Riley, and her cross landed at the feet of Hillman, however the St George striker got the ball caught in between her legs and the chance was gone.

Riley had been pushed into an advanced position on the right and Chandran couldn’t cut out her cross, Mikayla Gadd finding herself on the wrong side of Wells, who smashed the ball home for 1-1. This was surely a turning point, the game appeared to be moving in St George’s favour, but a fortuitous free-kick was awarded to the home team on the sideline when Conate was adjudged to have been fouled. A speculative ball was launched high into the area by Kitching. Phillips hesitated then came. The ball bounced once, up and over the stranded keeper’s reach, heading towards goal. Phillips made an attempt to play the ball that only resulted in the ball hitting her defender and crossing the line. The City players raced towards the goal scorer, celebrating their fortune more than the quality of the goal itself.

The long throw weapon of Riley came to the fore, Conate reaching with every sinew to clear a chance from the edge of the six-yard box, then Mackenzie had to be alert to push away a shot from Hillman when she scampered through. Riley was having a superb tussle with Chandran, and a pull by the full back gave St George a free kick in a useful position on the right. Chloe Ryan’s effort though sailed harmlessly over the bar.

Bell was sliced down unceremoniously after she had turned away from her player, the St George bench earning a talking-to from the referee as things began to get heated. When Bell was freed on the right, she powered to the byline and crossed, the defender putting the ball into row Z when Phillips may have been able to field the ball. Ashton came across to take the corner and lofted a ball straight into the pack of players on the edge of the six-yard box. Up rose Kitching as she ran in, and she met the cross with a fantastic header that was past Phillips before she could even think. The City defender wheeled away for a Sam Kerr tumble before being swamped by her delighted teammates. What a goal! What a moment!

When Kitching smashed into Hillman soon after, she escaped a yellow, and then Ryan raced through on the right to shoot, Mackenzie at full stretch to turn the ball around the post in a thrilling action. Kitching was instrumental in clearing up the corner, calmly chesting the ball down to avert the danger, and City clung on to their impressive two-goal lead. The second drinks break was unnecessary, given the more temperate conditions, but City were happy to start managing the game from then on, with twenty minutes left on the clock.

A clever ball through by Waterhouse then found De Sousa, but she ran out of room to get the shot in, and St George started to look more dangerous. Hunter had a good run and shot easily saved by Mackenzie, Alexandra Lumb then lined up a shot but didn’t catch it right as the City defence scrambled, and Jackson took a leaf out of Bell’s book of solid tackles with a crunching challenge to diffuse a difficult situation on the edge of the penalty area. Riley continued her dominance of the right-hand side, Mackenzie making another save look easy, before Riley again fed Wells, who had time and space, but Mackenzie made the save. A deft header by Riley then set Hillman away, the offside flag up to save the home team.

City looked to kill the game off. Smith found herself in unusual territory, breaking through on the left and heading for the corner flag, but her attempt to play the ball off the legs of the defender allowed St George to break again upfield. Jackson was there though, and she raced out of defence into the open midfield to feed Bell. The combative midfielder won the race to the ball with her defender, but she had nothing left to give the cross and Phillips gathered. The sound of the final whistle was sweet for the home team, an incredible three points here today against a powerful St George team that had only conceded one goal all season.

The City players applauded the home fans in the main stand, as the result started to sink in. We had some impressive performances across the park today. Bell was outstanding, Fry and Chandran earning the plaudits for solid performances, but this was Courtney Kitching’s day. The goal and the celebration, captured on video in glorious technicolour, was a highlight that will be difficult to beat this season.

We don’t have long to wait before the City girls are in action again, a hastily rearranged game with Hills United on Tuesday as the games come thick and fast. For those of you who weren’t there, you missed a truly memorable moment, a fabulous performance and a deserved win for City. For those of you who were, you’ll remember this one for a long time.

Thanks for reading. As always, let me know of any mistaken identity or memory fails. Thanks to Gerry for some cracker shots. Come back soon for more absorbing match action from the Football NSW Girls Youth League 2 Under 18s.

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Is this it? Is this our season?

Sydney FC 2 Melbourne City 3

The 2024/25 season shuddered to a halt on Saturday evening as Sydney FC forgot to read the script and floundered to an embarrassing home defeat at Allianz Stadium. For all the huffing and puffing about the Asian Champions League 2 and the glory it will bring, the everyday bread and butter of a league game didn’t lift the players at all and they got what they deserved. Jordan Courtney-Perkins and Douglas Costa both equalised in an unnecessarily exciting first half, but any lessons learned in the half time team talk were out of the window as Melbourne City snatched a winner and killed the game off in a dismal last half hour for the Sky Blues. Not the first time that Sydney FC have not shown up at home, and we now look ahead to the Tour of Duty at Adelaide next week, staring at the ultimate six-point fixture. Is this where the season ends?

We were late to get moving for this one, a 5pm kick off getting in the way of weekend life, and our new home near the M2 allowed us to take advantage of the direct route to Allianz Stadium, albeit at a price. The crowds heading along Driver Avenue were encouraging, and we still had enough time to get into the stadium before the game kicked off. Turned off by the snaking queue at the Cove bar, we headed instead to the bar at Gate 2 at the halfway line and grabbed some of the most expensive drinks I have ever bought, heading to our seats just as the game had kicked off. The interest from our group of Cove Heights regulars was low, and the picky ticket checking at the entrance wasn’t appreciated.

The first ten minutes of the game were simply disastrous. Marco Tilio, looking like a jockey in his sashed shirt, teased the Sydney defence, weakened by the absence of captain Rhyan Grant following his biff against Pheonix last time out, and the cross was swept home in front of the Cove by the unmarked Medin Memeti. Jordan Courtney-Perkins, where were you? It wasn’t even the first sight on goal either, Sydney looked all at sea at the back, and the returning Alex Popovic didn’t seem to have a handle on his role at all. Firebrand Leo Sena was bundled over and immediately signalled he was in trouble, hobbling off when the stretcher was called, but taking the ride in front of the Cove when he couldn’t continue. It looked serious and he was not happy. What a start.

The Sky Blues did look lively up front, Joe Lolley and Patryk Klimala combining for a shot up the far end that fizzed wide, then Adrian Segacic cut inside and tested the City goalkeeper with a cracking shot from the edge of the area – we were right behind the shot, and it was a great save to push the ball away for a corner. Courtney-Perkins atoned for his marking by out-smarting Aziz Behich to head home unchallenged from close range and we had our equaliser. Surely the game would swing in our favour from here.

The playing surface was awful, an overall dark colour suggesting a lot of chopped up grass, and the rugby league markings were almost as prominent as the football lines. So much, in fact, that Douglas Costa let the ball run over the by line for a corner to City, thinking that he had plenty of time to clear the ball. His look over to the corner flag to confirm which line he should be respecting and then his out-stretched arms told the story of frustration. He’s obviously never played park football before. A non-award of a penalty when Courtney-Perkins had a-hold of a City shirt was mysterious, the referee having been confused by which line was the penalty area, and somehow the result was a free kick on the edge of the area and not a spot kick down in front of us.

Harrison Devenish-Meares did his usual wander off his line, gifting the ball to City in the middle of the park with a nonsense ball, eliciting the long range chip from the City midfielder in return. This time he was easily back on his line, but one day it’s all going to backfire and it was a save he had manufactured for himself a la Bruce Grobelaar. City went ahead again, that man Tilio flicking the ball into Max Caputo, who should have been cleaned up by Joel King, but the Sydney defender was easily beaten to it and the ball was tucked home for 2-1. Alarm bells were ringing. This was such a weak performance so far, the frailties that have haunted our season exposed for all to see.

In typical cavalier fashion, Sydney equalised again, Costa taking his time to dance inside a tackle and fire in an unstoppable shot that rippled the net for 2-2 and our mood changed again from despair to hope. The half time whistle meant a walk up to the outdoor boxes on level 2, where the Gladesville Ravens Over 45 team was hanging out, Wanderers fans included – our captain Rob, a member at Commbank Stadium, originally from Melbourne and a Victory fan, didn’t know whether to cheer or not when each goal went in. Decent view up there, in luxury surroundings, and the additional white lines on the field weren’t as noticeable from that angle. The groundsman was out though, marking the lines again, and we could now see clearly which line was in play. Could have been done before the game though, couldn’t it? It was really confusing in the first half.

Heading back down just before the second half got underway, two blokes doing keep-ups in front of the big screen in the concourse behind the Cove watched in horror as their ball bounced off the top of the bin where they had left their beers, somehow missed their plastic cups, but bounced into the gap behind, between the bins and the wall. The football on the field was of no interest to them as they worked out how to get their ball back.

The unimpressive Joel King was replaced by Zac De Jesus but Sydney then fell behind when they allowed City to waltz into shooting range and Alex Grant may have unsighted Devenish Meares who was beaten by a terrific low shot inside the far post. It was another slack moment from a team that looked totally bereft of ideas and leadership, and the City players celebrated their unexpected success with their coaches and subs.

Klimala’s usual devastating finish was lacking when he got the better of his defender. Costa’s near post corner nearly caught out City, almost flying straight in, and a triple substitution didn’t make us froth with excitement, Lolley, Klimala and Popovic making way for the young’uns, and that was where the game seemed to end as a contest. Sydney were as blunt as we could remember, despite the running of Tiago Quintal and the trickery of Costa. Quintal and De Jesus were guilty of poor play at the back, and Devenish-Meares looked out of ideas trying the same short ball every time from a goalkick, despite the move not working once. City had perhaps the best chance to wrap the game up, Devenish-Meares blocking a stinging shot from Behich.

The traditional storming finish and get-out-of-jail card wasn’t there today. All we had was cheap giveaways and unnecessary pressure, while at the other end, whenever our players found space on the wings, there was no one to aim at in the middle. The lack of urgency was incredible, even Costa ambling over to take a late corner when he should have been sprinting for the ball. The final whistle was met with apathy from the remaining crowd, a lot of people having accepted our fate well before stoppage time. What a dismal second-half performance, and one that could be so costly to our hopes of finishing in a finals spot.

Being an early kick off, there was a lot of interest in the players after the game; we applauded those players who acknowledged the support, but we weren’t going to hang around and dwell on this terrible result. Off into the drizzle we headed, a queue of people snaking out onto Driver Avenue from the Entertainment Quarter hopefully heading to watch something a bit more inspiring than a 3-2 home defeat. We were back just after 9pm, parental Uber duties making for a quiet night with no EPL to consume.

Disappointing. Uninspiring. Worrying. Deflating. Four words to describe that second half performance. Hopefully Rhyan Grant is back on the weekend for the trip to Adelaide, his grit and anticipation at the back was sorely missed. Onwards and upwards. Forza Sydney FC.

How the West was won

Western Sydney Wanderers 0 Sydney FC Women 2

Sydney FC’s fainter than faint hopes of a top-six finish were boosted as they recorded another win in a run which has seen them propelled from the foot of the ladder to within three points of a finals spot. An eventful night in Western Sydney which culminated in a pitiful ambush in the Marconi Stadium car park, this was all about the football on the field and the resurgence of the Girls in Blue after a horror season. A fortuitous penalty on the stroke of half time was converted by Mackenzie Hawkesby and a second half Indiana Dos Santos finish underlined the Sydney dominance that keeps the other Sydney team in last place on the table. This city is ours!

A tricky one to navigate, this, a 7pm kick off at Marconi Stadium, deep in the suburbs of Western Sydney, giving a proper intimidating derby away-day feel. Knocking off work slightly early, we were on the road from the far north-western suburbs of Sydney just after 5.15pm and didn’t really hit any expected traffic, arriving around 6pm into the enormous Club Marconi car park. We were ushered into the stadium’s main entrance and welcomed by the friendly staff, who were handing out posters and flyers, and we made ourselves up towards the traditional away end terraces behind the goal. A late change of spot had us near the corner, and the Cove set up base camp ready for action.

The Wanderers players were warming up at our end, looking sharp in front of goal, teen superstar Talia Younis effortlessly pinging shots into the goal, and when the players emerged from the tunnel on the far side, an unexpected firework display engulfed the main stand in smoke. It was actually quite a scene against the dreary backdrop and threatening sky, and the players lined up facing away from the main stand for TV purposes, the massive gantry on the car park side of this marvellous stadium bearing down over the field.

Sydney FC looked as comfortable as they have done all season in the first half. They were very composed at the back and Shay Hollman and Lucy Johnson busied themselves in closing down their opponents and starting up attacks. Goalkeeping sensation Jasmine Black was a virtual spectator as Sydney pressed, Hawkesby getting through on the left, but unable to outpace her defender, while Caley Tallon-Henniker had another frustrating half, unable to make any physical imprint on proceedings despite getting into some good positions. The Women’s Cove rattled out tune after tune, this was a good turnout, and the sound carried well across the whole stadium.

The first half was coming to a close, and Sydney had run their opponents ragged without really threatening, when a mis-hit corner by Dos Santos flashed low into the penalty area, the ball jumping up and striking the hand of the Wanderers defender. It appeared to be purely accidental, but every player and fan in Sky Blue appealed to the referee, and the decision went in Sydney’s favour. The footballing gods had turned; decisions like these have not gone Sydney’s way all season, and Hawkesby made no mistake from 12 yards, the Wanderers keeper not even having a guess at which way it was going.

A fabulous end to the first half, and Sydney FC’s active fans were in full voice as the players disappeared again down into the main stand.

There were people in the car park checking out the Cove; whether or not they were just interested passers-by or if this was someone scouting for trouble, we’ll never know. Inside the stadium the Cove marshals and the two police officers who were doing the rounds made it seem as though they didn’t even need to be there, and it was a safe environment, even if an 11-year-old youngster insisted on waving his Wanderers flag in front of us.

The second half was superb from Sydney. The game opened up, but every one-on-one chase was won by our ever-alert defence, Abby Lemon’s no-nonsense tackling well applauded and Jordan Thompson making vital stops. Captain Nat Tobin was a step ahead of her player and the tempo was good.

At one point Lemon looked at a ball that had veered across the goalmouth and appeared to be going out for a goal kick, and turned her back, but the ball had stayed in, and an unnecessary foot race saw her clear her lines with relief. Both teams had chances, Half-time sub Princess Ibini hit one just over the bar, Tallon-Henniker did well to cross dangerously right in front, and Millie Farrow tried a spectacular overhead flick that went well over the bar. The second goal when it came was a gift, just when Wanderers appeared to be coping with the pressure. Hawkesby pounced on a loose ball, Farrow was one on one with the keeper, and she squared for Dos Santos to curl the ball away from the stranded keeper and into the inside netting. The Cove was mid-chant and the chant continued, growing in volume. This was fantastic. In-diana, In-In-diana.

The Wanderers had chances towards the end of the game, Black making a good stop with her legs before watching the same striker drill wide from right in front. On any other day this season, those would have gone in, but the renewed and regenerated Sydney FC women survived, and were good value for the three points. Shea Connors got lucky with a bounce that went her way and she was off on a one v one with her defender, but she was well tackled, before Tobin won a ball and played it into the corner flag at the far end, a marvellous piece of non-time-wasting game management that was appreciated by her teammates.

The Wanderers creche had by now decided to regale the Sydney Cove with their thumbs-down swimming carnival chants, but the volume from the visiting fans was drowning out everything. The game ended to a backdrop of We Are Sydney and the players milled around the far side of the pitch before finally coming our way. The marshals were keen to get us out, but we had celebrations to do. F*ck You Western Sydney scum rang around the fast-emptying stadium as the players lined up for the celebration. Jordan Thompson showed the Cove drummer that he’s not that bad after all, and the players and fans joined in the call and response with capo MMTV leading the way with gusto. This truly was a family moment.

What a superb end to a derby encounter, the players were obviously pumped, and the mood in the squad appears to have been mended by a few morale-boosting victories. The players were off back to the sanctuary of the main stand to meet and greet with the inactives, while the active fans assembled to head out of the back entrance and into the busy car park.

Just as the fans were starting to head off in their cars, a pack of Western Sydney rat boys swarmed one of the cars and started punching the windows; in a split-second they were gone, disappearing into the night after being spooked, but the evening wasn’t over yet. As we headed away from the stadium and passed an RBT station on Horsley Drive, a police car caught up with us and did a U-turn in front of us at speed to head back to the stadium. Moments later an out-of-control car came up behind and roared past, a car coming out of a side road cutting them off and sending the speeding car into the air. All the occupants of the two cars piled out, so luckily there were no casualties other than the vehicles themselves, and we drove past wondering if we had seen some of these characters in the car park minutes before. What a peculiar end to a fabulous evening, and we were back in the relative oasis of calm of North Western Sydney at 10pm trying to fathom just what went on.

Uh oh, here comes trouble

Sydney FC winning the derby in Western Sydney. The Women’s Cove in full voice. The players rejoicing the win; it doesn’t get much sweeter than that. We’ve got two more games to go, and we’re relying on Brisbane Roar especially to continue their awful run of results. It’s a super long shot, but could they do it? It could be over by the end of the weekend, but at least we’re still in with a faint sniff. Forza Sydney FC, the A League entertainment never stops!

Radio silence as Marconi fall to City

Blacktown City 1 Marconi Stallions 0

The Football NSW Under 18 Girls Youth League 2 served up a thriller at Landen Stadium on a dreary Sunday in North West Sydney as Blacktown City’s rearguard action protected a goal of the season contender and the home side prevailed. A superb long-range strike from Emily Jackson midway through the first half, the culmination of a team move that swept from left to right, was perhaps against the run of play as the much-fancied Marconi put pressure on the City goal. A miracle second-half goal-line clearance from Mikayla Gadd was worth a goal in itself as the hosts defended stoutly, and the relief at the final whistle was palpable as the three points stayed in Blacktown and the home fans saw their first win of the season.

The on-off drizzle may have kept the majority of the crowd in the main stand and the umbrellas up elsewhere in the stadium, but conditions were perfect for football as the two teams stepped out on to the increasingly rubbery field for this round 4 clash. Marconi, who were so dominant in the pre-season fixture between these teams earlier this year, were full of confidence and it showed in their final warm-ups. The game though started with Blacktown City on the attack, Emilie Chandran freeing Sienna Bell on the left, and when Rachel Fry helped the cross in to Sarah De Sousa, the lively striker was unfortunate with the bounce and the miskick rolled harmlessly wide. At the other end, Dominique Ashton presented a ball straight to the Marconi striker but got away with it, and Bell was unceremoniously sliced down by Sofia Fragomelli, who was fortunate to escape the first yellow card of the game. Ashton’s free kick was whipped in to the near post, but goalkeeper Aesha Rosas saved well.

Marconi always posed a threat in attack, and when superstar Jaydaleah Browning slipped in Eden Babakian, Courtney Kitching had to move quickly over to concede a corner. City’s next chance was presented by the visitors, as Amber Mitchell’s backpass went under Rosas’ foot and was hacked away off the line, Jackson fighting for the ball and Aurelia Smith firing in a shot that was saved at the near post. Fry then flicked the ball over the last defender and with her goalkeeper stranded, Mary Palogiannidis swept the ball away from goal. The resulting corner saw Kitching connect on the volley at the near post, but the ball bounced wide.

A shaky moment at the back as City goalkeeper Courtney Mackenzie presented Browning with the ball from a scuffed clearance resulted in another corner which was well cleared again by the towering Kitching. Browning then played in Mitchell on the left for a run on goal, but Ashton did well to cover and Mackenzie saved well.

City raided down the left, Bell playing a neat ball in for Fry who forced the ball out right to Gadd who had joined the attack. The momentum seemingly lost, she turned the ball inside for Jackson who rode a challenge and advanced, teeing up a thumping shot from 25 yards. As soon as it left her foot, the crowd were off their feet as the shot sailed into the top right hand corner of Rosas’ goal, the Marconi custodian unable to get anywhere near it, Jackson wheeling away in delight and mobbed by her teammates to celebrate a superb goal. Rosas had fallen awkwardly and was helped away to be replaced by Shaina Ahani.

The home team had their tails up, looking good in possession, but Marconi had attacking options all over the field, and when Angelina Putrus played in Isabella Samo, Mackenzie was bravely out to smother at her feet, taking a heavy knock from the striker in the process. Good play by Lara Green at the other end saw fullback Gadd strike on goal, her shot sailing wide, but it was Marconi knocking on the door. A long ball into the corridor of uncertainty saw Mackenzie and Gadd leave the ball for each other, and Fragomelli had a clear shot on goal from the left but could only hit the side netting. Fragomelli was again through, played in by Lujain Gad, but again the shot was weak and Mackenzie made a comfortable save.

The game was in the balance. City attacked, Fry flicking the ball to Bell who won the corner as the home team eased the pressure. Putrus then fended off the challenge of Chandran after Mitchell had played her in on the right and Mackenzie got down well to save as a dangerous cross was fired in. The combination of Fry and Bell was paying dividends on the left, City with another corner, but there was no end product from the set pieces. Ahani was finally handed a bib when the referee realised that the substitute goalkeeper was in the exact colours of Blacktown City.

The half ended with a bizarre moment as the referee held the whistle in his mouth to blow for a foul by Smith. The free kick didn’t eventuate and the ball had broken in City’s favour, Fry realising and racing onto the ball down the left; her cross found Evdokia Papafilopoulos in a good position, but the bounce hit her hand and the chance was gone. City had ended the half in attack, and that was what they needed to do in the second half to keep the ball away from their own goal – this could be a siege in the second half.

Rosas was back between the posts in the second half as Marconi started with intent. City couldn’t get the ball away for more than five seconds, Gad wriggled to the byline to cross but it was too far, and was then played in past the final defender but again there was too much on the cross and the ball bounced away into touch. Elliana Englen was playing a safe game at left back, safety first the motto as Green kept the pressure on. Green flicked a ball over her defender and raced onto it, but ran out of space. Angelica Conate against Browning in midfield was an intriguing match-up, two terriers going at each other, and Green somehow escaped a yellow card when she hauled back Samo with a fistful of her shirt. Faith Bugeja was starting to dictate play for the visitors, as City were hemmed in with little to no attacking options to ease the pressure.

City finally got sight of goal when De Sousa played in Green on the right, who tucked the ball back in for De Sousa who in turn forced a corner. Ashton’s corner was close to the goal, catching out the Marconi defence who were pre-occupied with the players running in. De Sousa was there to challenge, Smith kept the ball alive, but Kitching’s effort was over the top, Marconi showing a little panic at the back, contrary to their otherwise calm and collected defensive play.

City almost undid their good work, Ashton’s heavy touch bringing the ball out of defence pounced on by Bugeja, but Mackenzie made a smart stop to force the ball behind for a corner. Browning came steaming in at the back post from the cross, the only player reading the flight of the ball, but her header was wide. Browning again won the ball in an advanced position as the home side buckled, Amelia Luke firing wide as the ball fell to her perfectly. The game was on a knife-edge.

The footballing gods shone down on City though when they got in a tangle at the back. A bouncing ball fell for Ashton to clear after Mackenzie had stretched for a cross, she drilled the ball into Kitching and the ball spun towards the empty goal. Time stood still for a second as the City players looked on in terror, but Gadd appeared from nowhere to slide the ball off the line for a miraculous clearance, the crowd on their feet at the game-changing moment. Gadd was soon in the action again, injured on the right, the referee stopping play and then forcing her off the field and refusing to let her back on.

Bronagh McKeown was having a superb game at right back for Marconi, keeping the City attack in check, and it was from one of her clearances that Georgia Arbolino and Gad combined, the shot saved by Mackenzie. Browning then teased the City defence, but after making space for the shot, the final effort was scuffed as the defence closed in. There appeared to be only one way this game was going, but Mackenzie and her defence stood firm.

City tried to play their way into attacking positions, De Sousa played in Liliana Waterhouse who showed good feet to win a corner, the pressure taken off the defence for a moment. There were cheers and olés from the travelling fans as Marconi stroked the ball around magnificently in midfield, the one-touch play lighting up a dull day, but again the City defence repelled the attack.

A cross from Waterhouse found De Sousa as City broke, and she managed to dig out a shot but with no power and the next wave of Marconi attacks could start. The Blacktown players looked out on their feet, and the game management started as they tried to run down the rest of the minutes to an unlikely victory. All of a sudden, Palogiannidis miscontrolled a long kick by Mackenzie and De Sousa was onto it in a flash. She raced towards goal, Palogiannidis in close attendance, finally making a strong tackle on the byline to clear the ball away. De Sousa had taken a knock in the process and was down, the referee allowed the physio on and De Sousa hobbled off in discomfort, the Marconi players incensed at what could have been seen as time-wasting. Marconi still had time though, and Ashton did well to force the ball behind for a corner.

There was a huge cheer as the dangerous corner was plucked out of the air by Mackenzie and the City faithful knew that the game was over. The referee brought an intriguing match to a close, and the Marconi players were distraught. Blacktown coach Michael Gadd was stoic as he congratulated his exhausted players, lauding their resilience in the face of an unrelenting onslaught.

This was a fantastic way to grab a first win of the season, a fighting display against a talented team who became increasingly agitated as the game went on. The second-half goal-line clearance from Mikayla Gadd and the first-half missile from Emily Jackson will be remembered fondly as Blacktown City went on to win for the first time in Under 18s. This moment in history could be the springboard for a good season ahead, get yourself to a game and enjoy top-quality youth football from the cream of New South Wales.

Thanks for reading. As always, any corrections to names are welcome, as is any like, share or comment on social media. Stay tuned for more exciting action next week as Blacktown City head to Nepean.

Capital gains for Tour of Duty

Canberra United 0 Sydney FC 1

The Sydney FC Women’s Cove’s Tour of Duty took the Sky Blue squadron down the motorway to Canberra on a revenge mission. After weathering a series of dangerous set pieces and some hairy moments, a fierce shot from Mackenzie Hawkesby sent Sydney FC on the way to a terrific three points against the team that denied them the premiership in this same fixture a year ago. A strong finish to the game typified Ante Juric’s team spirit of late, and we now go into the final three weeks of the season with renewed hope and optimism, even with no hope of making the finals.

There’s something special about NSW away games. The Saturday afternoon kick off time made it even more special. The only thing missing was another team’s fans travelling to a different game and crossing paths in the motorway services for a spot of tension. If BBC 5 Live had been playing in the car, a hundred other games happening across the country and the temperature slashed in two, this could have been any Saturday in England. Wake up Texi…

With the remit of meeting for an ovine selfie at the Goulburn pitstop at 2pm, we were on the road soon after 11.30am. Multiple tolls and a bit of traffic as roadworks brought the flow down to one lane saw us pull in to the Big Merino car park right on time, and the rest of the Sydney Women’s Cove was enjoying exquisite German baked goods in front of Australia’s number one ‘big thing’.

A further hour on the road had us pulling into the Belconnen United car park at McKellar Park ready to plant our flag and stake our claim on a patch of the stadium to call our own. The stadium was pumping, probably twice as many people as last season, and all the shady areas were taken; the Cove flag was mounted on the metal stand in the bright sunshine and we had our base for the day. A hat might have been a good idea, and the stand at the entry promoting sun sense and offering free sun cream was the most popular of all the activations. The atmosphere was superb, happy smiling faces, this is why Canberra United was saved and why it will continue to be a valuable part of Canberra life.

There were many sky blue shirts. It was a joy to see. Picnic blankets were everywhere, gazebos up to protect from the beaming sun, and Sydney FC warmed up with some much-needed shooting practice. There were shouts of “ball” as the shots rained down onto the unsuspecting fans behind the goal, and the goalkeeping coach winced as multiple balls made it out of the stadium altogether. Shea Connors though was rattling every one of her shots in the net, hopefully a sign of things to come.

It was clear that the Cove were only going to be joined by a handful of extras for today’s proceedings, most people sensibly choosing the shade of the main stand, but it was lovely in the sun and our fearless capo MMTV, back from international duty, roused the stadium after the players had come out for their Pride Round entrance. We Are Sydney pierced the air, but the Canberra United faithful were straight on it, giving us a song in return. The stadium was alive, the game kicked off, and the Cove continued with the chant to let the players know that they had our full support.

Sydney were shooting away from the car park end, and took a while to get into their rhythm. Canberra had the first chance from a corner, and it was ridiculous defending from Sydney to allow the hosts to pack the penalty area and the ball bounced off the bar with a free header. A goal from a corner was surely coming. Our first corner looked like a good chance for captain Nat Tobin at the far post, but she may have been on the byline as she headed the ball back instead of on goal, and Tori Tumeth eventually got the shot in, but it was deflected away. Canberra enjoyed the bulk of possession, but Sydney had the odd break, and another corner was prodded wide by player of the season Jordan Thompson.

Sydney’s failing for the season were there for all to see. Caley Tallon-Henniker was stand-offish and wouldn’t go into a challenge; her lightning pace was no match for the defenders on either side who simply brushed her off. Indiana Dos Santos was caught with the ball on more than one occasion, and even playing out from the back Sydney FC were sloppy. The slight Maddie Caspers trying to intimidate a defender before being side-stepped showed at least the girls were trying to close down their opponents, but too often Canberra were given too much respect, the powerful Michelle Heyman untouchable when she had the ball.

When Sydney FC play the ball around swiftly, without taking that extra touch, that’s when they seem to be able to pick apart the opponents. The Cove offered encouragement throughout the first half, and by all accounts were audible from the main stand. Shay Hollman was somehow shown a yellow card after she had her legs whipped away from under her – perhaps something she said afterwards, but it was strangely a free-kick against her. Was anything going to go right today?

Goalless at the break was no surprise; it was hot after all. With the sun coming further down, the second half would be a challenge to see anything, and the long shadows would make for an interesting forty-five minutes, especially for the goalkeepers.

The simple half-time entertainment was well-received as queues formed for cool drinks and cold ice-creams. A cross bar challenge was happening at one end, the half-time heroes were playing at the other. More sun cream was applied. By the time we got back to the designated Cove stand, the players were coming out and we had a big second half to come. Canberra went forward, Heyman flashing in a cross that fell nicely for goalkeeping sensation Jasmine Black. Former Sydney FC player Aideen Keane flopped down in the penalty area looking for a spot kick and was quite rightly ignored by the referee. The game was opening up now, the introduction of Millie Farrow to join half-time attacking replacements Princess Ibini and Connors gave Sydney FC that extra bite. Connors raced through the middle to fire in a low shot, but it was set pieces again where Canberra would be dangerous. A swinging corner came in and Hollman somehow deflected the ball off the line and Sydney FC escaped.

Farrow then stole the ball on the far side, the referee seeing nothing wrong with the challenge. Dos Santos raced into the area, clean through on goal, but seemed to hesitate. Her choice to square the ball for Hawkesby though was vinidcated as the midfielder rifled the ball into the net for a cracking opening goal, the Sydney players really enjoying it, and the Cove going bonkers on the other side of the field. The celebrations were still happening when a hopeful ball somehow found Ibini on the left, and she dinked past her defender and was taken out. Deadset penalty. But no, the referee waved it away. Even from our distant spot it looked nailed on, but for some reason it wasn’t given. That could be pivotal.

If Canberra had scored at the other end when Keane handballed en route to goal after a route-one upfield shank, there would have been an inquest, but Thompson was there to block the shot. Canberra had another corner, they had been dangerous all day, so when the corner sailed harmlessly behind to a chorus of ‘aaaaaghhh’ from the Sydney fans, perhaps we were a chance at preserving the lead and nicking the win. Tumeth’s game management tactics were a little opaque – asking for a ball from the ball crew when another ball was right next to her, and then fumbling it, by accident of course. The Sydney defender had already taken on water supplied by the Cove when there was a short break in play, and the extra zing that gave her allowed her to win a meaty challenge right in front of the Sydney fans that was cheered enthusiastically. We had the Dos Santos derby too as Janaya came on and was flattened by her sister, the Canberra Dos Santos looked composed and confident, the move having been a good one for her.

The final whistle almost caught us out, there wasn’t even enough time to chew fingernails, and We Are Sydney rang out again, this time in celebration. The players knew where the active fans were and made their way across for some lovely moments, JT and Nat with the fan selfies and a warm welcome back for super capo MMTV from the players, now that we know she is not the jinx. Adrian and Lidia, absent from another victory, suspicion continues to grow that the jinx is with the newlyweds. Super Sydney FC rang around the stadium, the Cove joined by more sky blue shirts; what a great end to the day.

The scoreboard showed 1-0 we think ; facing the sun, it was difficult to tell. The Canberra players fronted their adoring fans, the defeat forgotten. The temptation to barrack former Victory star Maja Markovski was there, memories of her gestures our way after our semi-final defeat at Kogarah still fresh in the memory, but she was having a great time signing boots that we left that right alone. The mood was happy; the young fans had easy access to the players. The Canberra goalkeeper was being peppered with questions about playing that position from a bunch of young boys and they were lapping it up. This is what football is all about. It’s for the fans, it’s a game for the people, and today, even though the result went the wrong way for the home fans, they were entertained and left with a genuine desire to come back for more.

There was a bottleneck as supporter access was blocked to allow the players back down the tunnel, but we were out soon after. With the players piling on the bus, we drove off into the setting sun, and back to Goulburn for a succulent McDonalds meal and then back on to Sydney, arriving at 10pm ish and ready to relax ahead of another football day.

What a great day out. Six hours in the car, but rewarded with an exciting game, and the Tour of Duty to the nation’s capital gave us three points and still a probability-defying mathematical possibility of making the top six. Get your arse to the next game, see you there! Forza Sydney FC!

Sydney aggro, Sydney aggro, hello, hello!

Sydney FC 1 Wellington Phoenix 1

Sydney FC’s finals hopes took a big hit on Sunday night as Wellington Phoenix came to town and left with a point to keep their own faint finals aspirations alive. A smashing goal from Adrian Segecic had Sydney in command in a domineering first half, but the lead was wiped out by old boy Kosta Barbarouses, and a second half of pressing couldn’t find a winning goal for either side. On a stinking hot and ferociously humid day in Sydney, a 7pm Sunday evening kick-off was not high on a lot of Sydneysiders’ attentions, and a meagre crowd watched the game with gritted teeth, pretending to be enjoying it. One for the purists and die-hards, this one won’t be remembered beyond the weekend, save for a superb piece of captaincy from club legend Rhyan Grant who picked up his fifth yellow card and subsequent one-game ban in spectacular fashion.

This Sunday fixture came at the end of a big footballing weekend that would ultimately conclude with the Carabao Cup in the early hours of Monday morning at Cheers Bar in the city, and enthusiasm was undeniably waning as the peak of the hot and humid weather underlined the need for an afternoon nap. There was definitely hesitation as the 5pm alarm pierced the still air, but the desire to watch another twist in Sydney FC’s topsy-turvy season had us on the road soon after, racking up handsome tolls on the M2 and arriving just after 6pm in the Entertainment Quarter car park.

Driver Avenue was closed for this one, unlike the Thursday fixture, and the crowd seemed to be very similar; not sure what the stipulation is for closing Driver Avenue, but it does make access to the stadium that much easier, unless of course you are less mobile.

The crowd was thin, but at least the sushi bar was open and we stocked up, choosing the nearby bar that lets us take cans away instead of the Cove bar that insists on pouring the contents of your can into a plastic cup. Bet they don’t do that at the rugby. We had at least some of our block of seats occupied this evening, but still surrounded by rafts of empty ones too. It’s difficult to convey just how oppressive the conditions were – not a breath of wind, and every time the big screen behind was lit up in anything but blue, the temperature would go up five degrees. The humidity had everyone pulling shirts off sticky skin, and there was an efficiency in movement that we hoped wouldn’t translate to the field.

The Cove repeated the tactic from midweek by bunching the active fans centrally to make for a good atmosphere, but the super capo was forced into an impassioned plea, as he did so politely at Macarthur recently, to bring the best out of those around him. Once the parameters were set and everyone understood that, yes, this was 7pm on a Sunday, yes, it was 200% humidity but yes, noise was mandatory, the chants restarted with added vigour. It’s nights like this that separate the Cove from all other active fan bases.

Wellington were on the attack immediately, running towards the Sydney end and away from their little corner of yellow. A quick break saw the ball blazed into row Z when Phoenix found themselves in a good position, Sydney starting slowly, and Harrison Devenish-Meares signalled his intentions for the evening by racing out of his box to clear with a spectacular diving header. Come On You Boys In Blue, shouted the Cove in the call and response with Cove Heights, but the action was happening at the far end, and Joe Lolley played in Adrian Segecic as we were responding to the call, and his finish saw the chant transform seamlessly into the goal celebration and Sydney were off and running.

The SFC chant was early and the drum was smoking, almost on fire, as the tempo reached its maximum. Devenish-Meares raced out and was first to the ball, but only just, and he was nearly chipped again but the execution from the Phoenix player who spotted the chance was woeful. Alex Grant made an excellent back header to clear up the danger, and Alex Rufer was constantly getting his pocket picked in midfield. Despite the difficulty tuning in due to the humidity and lack of moving air almost sending the fans into a stupor, the Cove continued to be as animated as ever.

Suddenly, the scores were level as Barbarouses pounced on a through ball and waltzed around Devenish-Meares, but the flag was up and it definitely looked offside. The VAR check went on as we were shown replays of the goal, and the general acceptance that this was going to stand came over the stadium, and the resulting decision allowed the Phoenix players and fans a second celebration, the score confirmed as 1-1. Game on. This being Pride round, it was particularly disappointing when a fan accused a Wellington player at full volume of “f*cking him up the arse” when Segecic was bundled into from behind. A better turn of phrase may have been advised there.

A half-time walk around the stadium revealed just how empty it was, and I was in my seat just as the second half kicked off, Sydney FC having emerged first and having to wait for their opponents. Eagle-eyed Steve spotted that the assistant referee patrolling our half had an all-yellow flag, contrary to the usual checkered number. That sparked debate as to what the assistant referees usually had. Anyone have any insight? I think it might be normal, you know!

The Cove capo had crept further up the Cove, perching on the railings to really drive home the chants, Lolley gave us another right-foot shot that didn’t trouble the Wellington keeper, and Segacic went close, first his shot pushed wide of the post, then another stinging shot pushed over the bar as Phoenix wilted. Try as they may, there was no way through for Sydney, Jordan Courtney-Perkins seeming to inadvertently clear the ball off the Phoenix line when Douglas Costa whipped in another telling set-piece, and even when the ball was spilled, Sydney couldn’t force the ball past the impressive Wellington shot-stopper. A spicy moment towards the end saw Leo Sena get hacked down and captain Grant race across the field to get involved, appearing to shove the aggressor. We held our breath as he only received a yellow, Alex Rufer getting one too for his part in the incident, and when the final whistle went, Grant was again involved in handbags at ten paces as the players went to shake hands, the temperature boiling over again. Sydney aggro!

This had been a tough watch. Sydney dominated but lacked the lethal touch. Anthony Caceres and Costa again dictated the play, the latter using his array of flicks and tricks to cause all sorts of issues, but there was no end product. The players coped remarkably well with the conditions, and two injuries were mysteriously manufactured at the mid-point of each half to allow the players to take on fluids. Where this leaves us now, with an international break to ponder, is anyone’s guess. Three points adrift of the top six, but unbeaten for nine games since the Australia Day reverse at Melbourne Victory, this strangely exciting season has much more to give if Sydney FC so choose. It’s time to get behind the boys in blue and roar the boys on to the finals. See you in a fortnight back at Allianz. Forza Sydney FC!

Motherless Cove inspire Sydney girls

Sydney FC 2 Wellington Phoenix 1

Pride round for the 2024/25 season brought a welcome change of fortune for the reigning champions as they fought off a fast-finishing Wellington Phoenix to score a cracking winner in the dying minutes. Reduced to ten players after a harsh sending-off, the visitors pushed for victory, but were undone when the traditional final five-minute surge from the hosts paid dividends. It was a beautiful finish to a less-than-beautiful game, but restored faith in a team that has underperformed all season, and made the sweaty conditions worthwhile for everyone involved in Sydney FC.

Warm does not come close to describing Saturday’s weather conditions; it was absolutely stinking hot, and after somehow making it through a pre-season Over 45s fixture, it was time to head to Leichhardt Oval for a special occasion – Pride Round, and an opportunity for ticket-holders to enjoy discussion over food and drink in the function room at the top of the main stand. Michelle and Tess headed in, as I headed off past the early arrivers to the Orange Grove Plaza to join the rest of the Cove for a pre-game meet.

Low quality pool on an orange table and comedy Lime bike journeys through the backstreets of Leichhardt and we were all assembled in the shady corner of Leichhardt Oval, ready to cheer on the girls in blue. The girls in black today though, and what an ill-advised colour to be wearing on such a hot and humid day. The opponents were warming up slowly, and the Sydney girls were being put through their paces, the extent of the condtions not quite registering just yet. With capo MMTV on her mid-season hiatus in another continent, and with last week’s Euro-capo Tess enjoying the corporate hospitality up in the air-conditioned bliss of the Pride event, it was down to Ethan to lead away the songbook selection and Daniel to give us the beat on the bigger and better drum. The boys left to their own devices in the women’s Cove. What could go wrong?

There was plenty of colour around; not only the limited edition pride shirts that appeared to have sold well, but plenty of dress-ups and a touch of rainbow. The flag in the centre circle was unfurled too, a positive gesture by the club on this meaningful weekend. Conditions were not meant for football today, but here we were, and the game started with Wellington doing all the pressing. Goalkeeper Jasmine Black was making her starting debut after her cameo in the loss in Newcastle, and she was in the action early, palming away a long-range effort and smothering another stinging shot. Honestly, how had she been overlooked this season?

Sydney’s Caley Tallon-Henniker was having a puzzling performance, unable to make a simple pass and being hassled off the ball by her more physical opponents. Indiana Dos Santos was not given a moment on the ball. Even seasoned professional Mackenzie Hawkesby was struggling to make any sort of contribution in an advanced role, and the omission of Princess Ibini deprived the team of any proven goal threat. There were few bright moments in a hot and sweaty first half, so it was an absolute joy to see Sydney take the lead just before the break, and it was Tallon-Henniker the provider, racing up the right a la Cortnee Vine and pulling a cross back for Maddie Caspers to step inside and finish beautfully inside the post. The Cove went crazy; Sydney Sydney Sydney, our girls are amazing! It was the goalscorer’s birthday too, 18 years today, and the cheers from the crowd suggested that there was a good contingent of her family and friends here today to celebrate.

We had visitors from the Pride event, who brought some additional girl-power to the male-dominated Cove, and there was a groundswell of support from the curious young fans, who joined the fray for the second half. This was going to be fun. Sydney FC failed to take advantage of shooting towards their fans, and with fifteen minutes remaining we were struggling to see where a goal might come from. Crowd favourite Shea Connors came on and instantly brought some urgency to the team, bundling forward but unable to fashion any kind of shooting opportunity. She had only been on the field for five minutes though when the head of steam was cut off, and Phoenix broke upfield to score, captain Nat Tobin sucked into a challenge that she was never going to win, and the extra player made it count, a low finish past Black bringing the scores level. The pocket of Phoenix fans were in fine voice, the game was now in the balance.

We had been starved of excitement at our end of the field, but Sydney were ramping up. Connors looked like she would be the source of anything positive, and when she skipped past her player and was scythed down, the roar of the crowd was enough to bring out a yellow card for the miscreant, a second yellow and a somewhat tough sending off. That brought the tempo of the game to the boil. Alas, it was Phoenix who looked the most like scoring, Black tipping one onto the bar and then saving a tidy swivel and shot – Sydney were playing like they were the team down to ten. The Cove was an awesome place to be. The volume, the tempo and the octave had gone up, all hands on deck with the Pride event finished, and the young’uns were loving the energy.

Given the four drinks breaks that had been called during the game, the hefty chunk of additional time was about right, and Sydney FC went forward on one last foray to try and win the game. Connors did brilliantly to get the ball to Abby Lemon, who reprised her occasional forward role of last season as she got the ball out to substitute Ibini. A sublime one-two with Lemon, straight from the Football for Dummies handbook, put Ibini in a shooting position, and she swept the ball in for a dramatic winner. Football is such a simple game! The joy in the terraces was unbridled, the joy on the field was something to behold, the players all stacked on Prinny and there was a mixture of relief and delight in the whole stadium.

What a moment. Sydney FC had won, turning another missed opportunity into three big points, and the players were straight over to join in the celebrations, Super Sydney FC belted out to perfection and We Are Sydney rounding off the day’s entertainment. Prinny danced a jig as the fans chanted her name. The scenes afterwards were like those of last year, happy smiling faces and lots of crowd interaction between player and fans. The return of the good times. It’s times like this that remind us why we go to the games, and it tees up a cracker next week as the Cove tour of duty takes us to the nation’s capital for a revenge mission against Canberra United. The late season trip last year saw us miss out on the Premiership – this season we have little to play for other than to turn the tables and see them miss out on the top six. Are we that petty?

See you all at McKellar Park on Saturday, come on you girls in blue! Let’s finish this season with a flourish and get the fans excited for next season.

Heart-stopping quarter final thriller

Sydney FC 3 Jeonbuk Motors 2

An epic journey through suburban Sydney preceded an epic journey through the quarter finals for Sydney FC in the Asian Champions League 2 at Allianz Stadium. A quite unbelievable first hour that could have seen Sydney FC four goals down was turned on its head by a scrappy goal by Alex Grant, and once Patryk Klimala had got his goal, a penalty from Douglas Costa was the icing on the cake to turn a disastrous defeat into a majestic victory. With A-League secret agent Valere Germain having done his best work to ensure Singapore’s Lion City Sailors await in the semi-final, the future is bright as we head into the A-League finals run in.

Everyone has had a story of a mammoth journey to get to the football, but a good hour should be enough to get me door to door in Sydney for a home game. A journey that started on the light rail to Parramatta saw the tram come to a halt at a mysterious station Tramway Avenue and we were advised to get off and walk if we had somewhere to be. Boiling hot and sweating, the final 15 minutes to Parramatta station was almost done when the tram caught up to me. There was no-one to let me through the gate at Parra station, free transport included in the ticket deal, and when I finally found someone, they had no idea there was a game on. Fair enough, this is Wanderers territory after all. An express train that seemed like a throw-back in time took me to Central, where another light rail trip made the journey up to Moore Park in a couple of minutes. This already felt like an epic evening, and Michelle was held up at work and subsequently in traffic and was running late.

A high tempo AFL training session was happening on the field next to Moore Park, Driver Avenue was open and there was a camp Yorkshireman with a megaphone warning people to be careful as they crossed the road, the football crowd used to having the road to themselves on game day. Surely a sign of a meagre crowd to come, there were only two gates open, and I made sure I took the label off my water bottle to avoid any nonsense at our usual gate, Gate 3.

An ACL2 game has a very strange vibe. There’s something quirky yet unwelcoming about it, and it was evident today. An exuberant RSA marshal at the bar, perhaps lacking spacial awareness, was slightly over-eager, almost bowling people over while keeping the line moving at speed, and I headed up to my seat with my extortionate Stone and Wood to see who was around. Luckily the Prof was there, no others from our area taking advantage of the same seat deal. A group of people behind were moved on by the ACL2 ticket police, or it may have been to do with the labels on their bottles, no one will ever know, but they were definitely made to disappear. Like I say, a very odd feeling coming into these games, like Big Brother is watching at all times.

We were close to kick off, but the stadium was virtually empty, the early kick off very difficult to manoeuvre for a lot of fans, and the Cove made sure everyone came to the centre of Bay 23 to let them at least make an atmosphere for this crucially important game. The players appeared to no fanfare at all, it was a little disconcerting that they came out almost unnoticed. At least we were spared daytime fireworks, but the music was loud. Sydney had a very strong team; being 2-0 up from the away leg meant that we could relax, in theory, but Ufuk Talay had a sixth sense and played his strongest eleven.

Both teams were up for this, Joe Lolley testing the keeper after a short corner had seemed wasted, and when Klimala was set free by Anthony Caceres up the far end, he was looking for options that were not there. A quick step inside and he slammed a shot over the Jeonbuk keeper and Sydney FC were ahead. We all looked at the assistant referee, no flag, what a start! There were no replays on the big screens, the players assembled at half way, there was no suggestion that the goal was being checked. All of a sudden, after a lengthy wait to kick off, the game was immediately stopped. The score changed back to 0-0 and the game went on, everyone bemused at what had just happened.

Jordan Courtney-Perkins was having one of those games where every touch goes wrong, it happens, and Jeonbuk seemed to be concentrating their play as a result down their right. At one point we had two balls on the field as Sydney went to take a throw-in. All the players looked at each other as if to say ‘well, I’m not getting it’ and the ball crew had to run on to remove the second ball, no doubt against AFC regulations and sending the match commissioner into meltdown. Sydney went behind on the night when a cute ball was played in to the attacker on the right of the area. His control was sublime and he fed the ball into the incoming players, it was difficult to see which player was going to hit it, but it stayed hit and Harrison Devenish-Meares was beaten by the power. Lolley standing with his hand in the air for the offside instead of tracking his man was particularly disappointing, and the goalscorer appeared to get a whack from a teammate in celebration and was left doubled over in pain.

Devenish-Meares then pulled off a brave save to push a header past the post with a South Korean player looming, a world-class stop to keep Sydney in the lead, but the visitors continued to camp upfield. A rasping shot from Nana Boateng, who had sat so quietly during Gus Poyet’s pre-match press conference rant, seemed to hit the post, the assistant awarding a corner. Comical defending from the corner saw not a single Sydney player react and go to the ball, Courtney-Perkins so far away from the header, so it was no surprise when the free shot rebounded to the only player who was alert and Jeonbuk Motors had the equalising goal on aggregate. It was just before half time, the whistle blew as soon as we kicked off, and this cup tie was now on a knife edge.

A strange night was just about to get stranger. The Cove restarted the second half with silent capos and the crowd choosing their own chant, Rhyan Grant telegraphed a pass and slick passing saw the Jeonbuk striker through on goal; it looked nailed on a third as the striker shot, but somehow Devenish-Meares deflected the ball away for a corner with his legs. What an escape. The South Korean number 97 then flopped to the ground looking to stop the game, but the officious middle eastern referee waved play on. Boos rang out as the player leapt to his feet and sprinted back into play – a yellow card would have been appropriate for that disappointing act of play-acting.

Sydney FC then scored. And what a scrappy goal it was. Costa’s expert free kick from the right arrowed all the way to the back post where Rhyan Grant let the ball hit him, and it rebounded into the path of fellow central defender Alex Grant, who gleefully stuck out a leg and steered the ball into the net in front of the Cove. Relief all round, it was akin to the Covid grand final nipple goal, it didn’t matter how it went in, we just needed the goal. Sydney FC were looking a lot more likely to score the next one now, and the game opened up with Costa showing the way like he did at Macarthur. His silky skill gave his team the chance to work an opening for Klimala, who dinked the ball out of a tackle wth his right and finished with his left, doing the superman shirt rip in front of the Cove who had gone completely bonkers. This was a conntinental night to remember.

Sydney had a corner, the referee lectured the players once more about pushing and holding, so Klimala went to take a drink fron the goalkeeper’s drink bottle. He took a swig then poured the rest of the water onto the ground, shithousery he must have learned from teammate Andew Redmayne. The Cove did the SFC chant that everyone loves. Instead of going into the lo-lo part of the chant, the capo mixed it up and went into the na-na-na-na chant. Like a DJ remix, you had to be here to experience it. Costa was at his devilish best, his ability to stop dead and then feint past his player was something that frustrated his opponents no end, and it was a surprise that he was still on the field given that the tie was seemingly over. When Adrian Segecic was brought down for a stonewall penalty on the edge of the area by the impressive Boateng, Jaiden Kucharski appeared to be heading to the penalty spot to claim the kick, but it was Costa who took it. The stuttering run up and the devastating finish sent us into ecstacy again, and we now knew that the game was over as a contest.

There was time for Jeonbuk to give Devenish-Meares some work to do, and a cheeky chip from a free-kick inside their own half almost caught the Sydney shot stopper in no man’s land, but he was able to field it with a sublime chest-down and jogged away with the ball as if there was no danger at all. Leo Sena antagonised the visiting players, teasing his opponent into a stupid challenge on the byline as he showed his mean streak. The big screen, which had shown 0.25 second clips of replays all night, including the almost over-lapping lines for Klimala’s offside, now showed the Jeonbuk fans’ anguish, unhappy faces eliciting jeers from the Sydney faithful. A paltry 7,000 people were here tonight, but they had enjoyed one of the most exciting conclusions to a two-legged tie.

The players wasted no time coming to the Cove to celebrate, the SFC chant again filled the stadum as the players joined in. The team then posed for a photo, Mariners-style, or even Australia Cup style, in front of the Cove and Devenish-Meares, unsung hero for the night, led the crowd through the call and response Come On You Boys In Blue. Awesome scenes. This had been a fabulous spectacle for those who had made the effort to be here. The in-stadium experience had not been the best – no replays, kept in the dark about VAR, and forever the spectre of big brother looking at your every move. In fact Michelle, who arrived a little late, was even later after being turned away from Gate 3 – the gate I had gone through – and forced to run back to Gate 1 to enter the stadium.

Outside the stadium, the Jeonbuk fans assembled on Driver Avenue and seemed stunned. Some had flown over especially for the game and were exhausted after an emotional rollercoaster of an evening. We headed to the Entertainment Quarter to pick up the car and headed back to the far north western suburbs of Sydney, rolling into the driveway just before 11pm.

What a superb evening. What could well have been another ignominious AFC experience, turned into a Haarlem Globetroters style party, and everyone who was at Allianz Stadium tonight will remember this night fondly. Wellington Phoenix weekend coming up – get excited! Forza Sydney FC.

Everything but the goal

Blacktown City 0 South Coast Flame 1

A superb strike on the counter-attack from Naomi Hart was the difference between two lively teams at Landen Stadium on Sunday, South Coast Flame leaving with three points and Blacktown City wondering just how they didn’t score. A rousing second half from the hosts saw them go close on multiple occasions, but the killer instinct was missing; is this set to be a season of ‘what could have been’ for Blacktown’s bright young things in the Girls Youth League Under 18 Division Two?

The bright orange shirts of today’s visitors were a statement, but they lived up to their vivid colour with a positive warm-up and a dominant first period of the game. Captain Arika English and fellow defender Lola Garcia stroked the ball around like superstars in the opening ten minutes, the hesitant City strikers unable to get anywhere near the ball. Caelin Rogers on the left up against Lara Green was already shaping up to be an exciting tussle, but it was fellow attacker Amalia Harb who broke through onto a defensive giveaway and brought the best out of Courtney Mackenzie in the City goal, palming the ball away for a corner.

South Coast’s corners were leaving a lot to be desired, but they kept pushing, Harb again beating two players before sliding a glorious ball through for Rosie Lewis but the ball just ran away. A sweet turn from Hart then tested Mackenzie, Flame continued to push but Courtney Kitching was quick to clear up any danger from the long searching ball over the top. Harb again pounced on a loose pass in defence and fired in a cross from the right. Kitching was first to it, but she could only divert the ball goalwards and Mackenzie made an astonishing save to prevent an own goal and turn the ball behind for a corner.

Harb played in Madison Latta, but the offside flag was up before she shot, and Hart raced up the left into the box, firing low to Mackenzie’s left, but the ball was inches past the far post. This was a case of survival for City, and with too many misplaced pases in defence and a lack of intensity in the increasingly hot conditions, they were dicing with danger.

Sarah De Sousa and Sienna Bell battled for a loose ball as City finally got some traction, De Sousa firing over from distance, then Rachel Fry slid a delicious through ball in to De Sousa, but goalkeeper Spiridoula Spyrakis was out quickly at her feet to clear. An interception by Aurelia Smith was played to De Sousa, but her lofted shot was plucked out of the air by Spyrakis. There was finally life in the City attack. A belated drinks break was called, but not before Hart had been foiled by a last-ditch Kitching tackle and Hart again had a fierce shot charged down. A drinks break was most welcome, the heat starting to beam off the slick Landen Stadium surface.

Refreshed and refocused, City continued to battle, De Sousa doing well up against the strong Latta. All of a sudden a stray pass in defence from Flame had Fry in space in front of goal, but she dragged her shot wide. De Sousa, Green and Fry then combined with some intricate one-touch passing, but the final ball was just out of reach for Fry. Emily Jackson continued the onslaught for the reinvigorated City attack, teeing up Liliana Waterhouse, but the shot was scuffed and cleared. Fry raced up the left to cross, but Spyrakis pounced, before City won a corner after good work by Jackson and Green.

The corner was half-cleared to Fry who took aim, and got a second attempt when her shot was blocked, the ball falling for Angelica Conate whose shot was well saved by Spyrakis. Sienna Bell was by now on maximum charge. Flame were a constant threat though, Harb playing in Annabelle Shelton, but Kitching was in quick to clear. Smith was venturing forward and played in a through ball, but Evdokia Papafilopoulos wasn’t on the same wavelength and the ball was cleared. Half time was upon us when Bell won a ball in midfield and raced up the right, her dangerous cross sliced high into the air, but the whistle sounded and the players could have some respite from the energy-sapping heat.

South Coast Flame were out early into the searing afternoon sunshine, kept waiting by the referee and their opponents, and the breeze was now well and truly in favour of the visitors. A superb move involving Smith and Waterhouse eventually led to Papafilopoulos striking on goal, but there was no power in the effort, and Papafilopoulos was struggling to find her range as a second attempt was mis-hit. At the other end Dominique Ashton pursued English, eventually forcing the ball out for a corner, and when the corner came in, Hart’s rising shot was saved well by Mackenzie in the City goal.

The impressive Natalia Badrov then rode three City challenges in midfield before raking a glorious ball out right to Hart to win a corner, and when the first corner was scrambled behind, a second corner was cleared well by the Blacktown defence. De Sousa played the ball off her own face in a comedy falcon moment, still managing to play in Fry through moist eyes, but the ball was cleared. Smith then found herself in unfamiliar territory bursting through up the left, but she couldn’t find a way past the final player.

Emilie Chandran won a free kick on the left, Ashton fired in a teasing ball in front of Spyrakis, and Smith just couldn’t meet the ball. Ashton was winning a lot of her duels by simply playing the ball off the legs of her attacker, but she could only watch when Kitching and Smith got in a knot from a goal kick and Harb fired wide with the best chance of the game. A similar moment upfield was to gift Flame the ball when De Sousa and Jackson left the ball for each other. A swift interception and through ball to Hart sent her off and running, and this time Ashton couldn’t get the run of the ball and Hart advanced on goal, steering a shot inside the far post for a superb opening goal. Hart was almost through again a minute later but City survived, and South Coast Flame were hunting for more.

De Sousa was bundled over for a free kick from the right; Jackson and Bell combined brilliantly but the shot lacked conviction, before City had their best chance. Beth Lucas got in the way of a huge clearance from Kitching, and Spyrakis presented De Sousa with the ball on the edge of the area with the goal open. De Sousa shot instantly, but Spyrakis stuck out a hand and the ball was diverted for a corner. Kitching was in the area looking for a heading opportunity from the corner but the ball wouldn’t fall for her.

A great move on the right then saw Bell race into space and pick out Waterhouse at the far post. The ball was there to be struck, but the City flyer got the ball tangled in between her legs and the chance was gone. City had turned the contest in their favour, and the drinks break was well-timed to give them one last push to get something out of the game.

Another superb move with De Sousa and Smith then sent Green chasing a through-ball, but the ball just beat her on the byline. A sudden interception by Smith was played instantly to Lucas, free on the edge of the area, but her back was turned and she couldn’t turn and shoot quickly enough, the defence having gone walkabout. The officials appeared to be suffering from the heat too as a series of decisions went the wrong way. Lewis was tackled by Green for a corner but a goal kick was awarded. Hart and Rogers then combined but the shot was blocked, and the corner again ended up frustratingly behind the goal. De Sousa was battling hard, but the next moment puzzled everyone, a deflection out of play by a Flame defender being awarded as a throw-in to Flame despite the protestations from everyone in black and red.

Smith then found Bell out on the right who cut in and fired on goal, the ball bobbling just wide of the far post, the referee awarding a mystery corner to protests from the Flame defence. Flame made their final sub, but were trying to make two substitutions; the referee reminded them they only had one available in the final ten minutes of play, but as soon as he turned his back, the player quickly went off to be replaced, a quite unbelievable moment that was missed by all of the officials, and unable to be rectified in retrospect. Early season gremlins we’ll put that down to.

Rogers then played in Shelton but the assitant referee had his flag up, the Flame bench in uproar at that decision. The final whistle couldn’t come quickly enough for the third team. That gave City a final chance to get forward, and the Flame defence was panicked. The referee though brought the game to a close though, the clock a minute or two away from the full forty-five, but by this stage the players were keen to get off the boiling hot field. City had lost their opening game at Landen Stadium in a thriller.

A difficult pill to swallow, City had dominated in the second half and had chances to equalise. It would be easy to bemoan the loss of a proven goalscorer just prior to the season, but the chances were there to be taken, and these players are all capable of much more in front of goal. But for the hand of Spyrakis in the Flame goal, this would have ended in a draw, although the first-half display from the visitors suggested that the margin of victory would have been much greater. Well done to the visitors from Wollongong for the win, well played Blacktown City for getting back into the game and making this an exciting contest, and we look forward to another massive test next Sunday when they visit the home of Football NSW at Valentine Park for a clash with Hills United. See you there!

Thanks for reading. Great to see more photographers at the games, such is interest in the women’s game, and this means unparalleled coverage for our City girls! Now, was it Naomi Hart or Rosie Lewis who scored the only goal of the game? We await confirmation from eagle-eyed fans, and we’ll change it based upon your feedback. The referee may have seen the number clearer than me!

Oh FFS, not again…

Newcastle Jets 1 Sydney FC 0

Our return to the terraces to support Sydney FC Women, following last weekend’s hiatus when we finally won a game, was further proof that we are indeed the jinx. Once again, the urgency to compete in this thoroughly winnable game was only evident in the final ten minutes, when it was all too late and the game management of the Jets’ players was a sight to behold to run down the final moments. Another kick in the teeth for the fans, who still cling to the title of Champions despite knowing that finals football is not coming to Moore Park this year. What has gone wrong this season for Sydney FC?

A 4.30pm kick off at Sportsground No 2 in the middle of Newcastle, and our aim to be on the road by 1.30pm from the far north western suburbs of Sydney was about right. Coming through some rain on the way, we feared the worst, but we arrived to patches of sunshine and perfect conditions for football. The configuration of this stadium allows the general public and the media pack to mingle, and the temptation of a Bunnings-style sausage sandwich was too much to resist from the indoor barbeque. The local Modus beer bar, a welcome feature of past visits to this compact venue, was running late and was only just setting up for the day.

A decent crowd was forming, the Jets’ seemingly solo drummer in the middle of the stand, undercover in case of rain, while the Sydney FC Cove positioned themselves towards the Hunter end, exposed to the elements, ready to give it their all in the continued absence of capo MMTV. Our fantastic Euro capo for the day, and her eager drummer, respected the International Women’s Day line-up prior to the game and let the legendary INXS intro music play before leading the massive bank of Sydney Cove in the traditional We Are Sydney. The players were acutely aware that they had the full support of the travelling fans, so it was a particularly discouraging start to the game with Sydney reverting to the football that has seen them plummet to the foot of the A-League ladder so spectacularly this season.

There was only one team in it for most of the first half, Sydney FC, for all their obvious talent and neat footwork, were simply outmuscled. Beth Mason-Jones was called on to make two full-length saves to repel the Jets, and they were dangerous every time they came forward, Josie Allen having a field day down the left and sudden superstar Sophie Hoban making life tough on the other flank. The Cove sang, unrelenting and undeterred, but it was no surprise when Sydney finally went behind, and Mason-Jones couldn’t save the day this time, palming away a header, but Sheridan Gallagher was on the spot to turn the ball in.

Princess Ibini did tee up a shot from distance at the far end which was blocked, and she was at least putting herself into challenges, and Caley Tallon-Henniker made in-roads up the right, but there was no penetration and the once-dominant Sky Blues were made to look like Marty Sheargold’s year 10 girls by the more determined and more hungry Jets players.

Just as it was a surprise to see the Sydney FC non-playing squad members sitting in Bay 6 with the general public, it was also a surprise to see Shea Connors readying herself at the break to replace the only real threat Ibini. We saw an instant change in mood. Connors chased everything and hassled her defender out of the ball at one point to set up Mackenzie Hawkesby, but the shot was well over. For all the endeavour that Connors showed, her ungainly touch undid all the good work, coughing up possession after she had won the ball. The Cove was loving her energy though, and when Tori Tumeth went in and won a strong tackle, we could sense a change in attitude to match that of the American star.

Whatever wind was out there on the field, the leftovers of Tropical Cyclone Alfred, was in Sydney’s favour, and the introduction of Millie Farrow for the ineffectual Maddie Caspers added to the fight. Jasmine Black was forced into action after Mason-Jones was given a shove from a long free kick, although the goalkeeper was unimpressed to be forced off the field after recovering. Black made a great save with her feet to keep the score to one, then the Jets hit the bar with a rocket of a shot, and Sydney were still somehow in the game with ten minutes remaining. Lucy Johnson tried to replicate her heroics from earlier in the season, but fired over, but it was Hoban who looked the most likely, her confidence on a high and she had the beating of Abby Lemon up the right.

With Sydney having used up all their subs, the word seemed to go out that they simply had to win. The urgency to return the ball to play suddenly appeared, the need to get the ball forward quickly was refreshing. They pushed and pushed, but the quality was sadly lacking, so often a stray ball not finding feet and the long-ball route-one was simply not working, with Natasha Prior dominating in the Newcastle defence. Hawkesby’s corner at the end saw the only consistently solid Sydney player this season, Jordan Thompson, leap and plant her header just over the bar, and with Newcastle running the ball into the corner to eat up the rest of the game, the final result was no surprise to anyone in a sky blue shirt.

There was at least some joy, players celebrating with Jasmine Black for making her debut, and to the players’ credit, they did endure the awkward moment of being serenaded by the Cove when they obviously didn’t want to be there. We simply don’t know what more we can do to help get the team over the line in games. There is singing and encouragement and the chants are non-stop, but we just can’t see where it’s all going wrong. Good players don’t become shit players overnight. Some of the football is flowing, but too often there is a nothing ball or a low-percentage pass that just breaks any positive play down and doesn’t seem to elicit any reaction from the sideline, as if it’s acceptable. And the way that Sydney are bullied off the ball at the moment is so concerning – we should be running rings around some of these players, but our girls are simply being knocked off the ball by more eager and willing opponents. Confidence is a big factor.

Shea Connors thanked the Sydney fans after missing the mutual appreciation moment, and we chatted with fellow football tragics from Newcastle until it was time to go home. The players were already outside and heading off to their lifts home. There was obviously no post-mortem, and everyone was super-keen to get back on the motorway and back home. It didn’t feel right, but to be fair, that has been the Newcastle away-trip vibe every time we’ve come here.

We made a night of it though, heading to the Central Coast to see Born Jovi at Toukley Ary, the day rescued and the football long forgotten. What a horrible season this has turned into; any talk of still making the finals is just hot air, and for those players sitting in the stands watching their peers dish up meek and unconvincing performances like this must surely make the mood at Sky Park very sombre indeed.

Sydney FC Central Coast crew

We’ll support you ever more, or so they say. A continuation of this run of performances and we’ll be lucky to have even the smallest of crowds for the rest of the dead-rubber-filled season. But, for some reason unbeknownst to us, we’ll still be there, through the highest highs and the lowest lows. Forza Sydney FC!