Kirk Deighton Rangers
1 Leeds Modernians 5
Friendly
Living in the tiny village of Fritchley as a child was a wonderful
experience, but in all fairness, it was not what you would call the excitement
capital of Derbyshire. In fact, excitement used to peak when a resident of the
village acquired a new car, and when someone actually moved house, it was an
event worthy of a village fete to mark the occasion!
It did get quite exciting once when one of our neighbours
got a new dog. Like you do, myself and my little sister were invited round to
have a look at the little white bundle of fur that was rolling around on the
carpet. How lovely, a new friend, but, this was no ordinary dog, this was a
Pyrenean Mountain Dog. What we didn’t know at that stage was just how big this
bundle of fur, called Rebel, was going to become, and what the implications of
that may be.
Six months later, we had a polar bear living next door, it
was gigantic, and it didn’t seem very friendly or indeed happy. For large parts
of the day it had the run of the yard, but it was kept securely on a chain that
was attached to the side of the house, which meant it’s span of attack was
limited, as long as you knew where exactly the chain stopped.
From time to time you would hear the gate go as an
unsuspecting visitor entered the premises, this would then be followed by the
sound of a chain dragging across the floor and then an almighty roar as Rebel
decided the latest intruder was going to turn from visitor to victim.
The system worked, and no one was maimed by the 'Beast of
Bullbridge', until one day when the papergirl made her regular visit, this time,
as usual, Rebel leapt into action, the chain picked up pace but then disaster.
As pebble dashed render fell from the weakened wall, Rebel was free, and the
poor girl was about to have a life changing experience. Her arm took the brunt
of it, but she battled free, and even managed to deliver our paper, a blood
spattered Derby Evening Telegraph popped
through the door. But for Rebel, alas his days were numbered, we never saw him again
after that, the incident was never talked about either, not publicly anyway.
Stunning Setting |
What on earth has that got to do with a game of football at
Kirk Deighton Rangers you might be wondering? More on that later, but first,
who, what and why?
KDR have been promoted to the West Yorkshire League this
season after winning the Harrogate and District League last term. Also joining
them are Knaresborough Celtic and Hampsthwaite United, where I will visit later
in the season, but for now, having seen from their very informative Twitter
account that they had a friendly this evening, I decided to take a look early
doors.
Kirk Deighton is an attractive village just at the side of
the A1, on the northern edge of Wetherby. The ground is pretty much the first
place you come to on the right hand side as you enter from the South, and it's a
picturesque affair.
The Players Tunnel |
The clubhouse and dressing rooms sit aside the small car
park, and a short walk away is the railed pitch. One interesting feature is the
fact that two large tree / hedge growths sit side by side on the half way line
and form a strange kind of players tunnel to the pitch. Unless of course you
choose to simply climb over the barrier!
They were a friendly bunch, so much so they let me sit in
their dressing room while I had a pint. To be honest though, that wasn’t
strictly the case, the home dressing room was being refurbished, and within a
few minutes of being served the players were changing in what was the bar. I
was the only non-player in the bar, so feeling slightly awkward I went outside.
Leeds Modernians play in the middle tier of the three tier
league, and found themselves a goal down early in the game as KDR started
powerfully and positively. But, as the half wore on it was the visitors who
gained the upper hand and scored twice to take a half time lead.
The Clubhouse - My Attempt At Arty Photography |
Modernians scored three more times in the second period to
record an easy victory, but KDR can take some credit from their performance, I
can’t see them struggling in the step up, they perhaps just need to acclimatise
to the new surroundings.
So, what’s the significance of the dog then?
Well, it was mid way through the first half, and I heard a
voice from behind me…
“What’s the score mate?”
I turned round and just as I was giving my answer, a couple
were walking towards me with TWO Pyrenean Mountain Dogs on leads, or, gigantic
polar bears to be more precise. Instantly I had a flashback to Rebel, I barely
saw the game for twenty minutes, my eyes were transfixed by these two killing
machines. All I could see though was the blood stained newspaper, all I could
hear was the sound of that chain being pulled across the yard, it was like I’d
been taken back 35 years to that fateful day. The owners and the dogs eventually left, I could relax and enjoy the game, but Rebel was still emblazoned in my mind.
Mind you, I never did find out what happened to the poor
paper girl, but I very much doubt she’s living anywhere near Kirk Deighton….
Polar Bears - Two Of Them! |
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