Forres Mechanics 1 Fraserburgh 1
My first Highland League game. Forres isn't really in the Highlands, though is it? Pretty little town, mind.
After checking that we could park the van outside the ground, we went into town. A huge walk of nearly quarter of a mile. I had a pint in a pub, and was pleased to see that Ross were still beating Celtic 1-0. Couldn't work out why Celtic weren't wearing their hoops until it dawned on me that I was watching Leeds v Wolves...
Going into the ground, I had to fight off folk trying to sell me half-time raffle tickets. Failed. And they didn't sell me the winning ticket. Bought a scarf.
Had a couple of tinnies in a window-less concrete bunker somewhere in the back of the stand. There were quite a few Fraserburgh fans about. And Forres fans wearing Champions 2011-12 shirts. I hadn't realised that I was watching the defending champions.
The ground was pleasant, the pitch superb, surrounded by grass banks on all sides. Down the middle of one side was a reasonable sized stand. Other than the stand, there was no covering. On a very hot day in August, this wasn't a problem. I'm not sure what it'd be like in winter...
I stood down behind the goal that Forres were kicking into. Very few others were at that end, and those that were were largely Fraserburgh fans. On the pitch, most of the action was at the other end. Eventually Fraserburgh scored a deserved goal, and it was half-time.
Back in the tinnie-bunker, there was a little consternation as Final Score on the red-button wasn't working, so I had to find out the Millers' score on my radio. Two up; good.
In the second half I went up the other end. This part of the ground was packed. With fans of both teams. As a non-league regular, I was baffled by both sets of fans not swapping ends where they've got the chance. Is there a reason for this?
Forres played much better in the second half, and eventually equalised through a penalty rather pointlessly given away by a defender handling from a corner. At some point, as I've mentioned elsewhere, Fraserburgh brought on a substitute with number 67 on his back. Seems a little early in the season to be playing the youth team...
Just before the end, a Fraserburgh forward was sent off for a second yellow card, much to the delight of the home fans. I was a little surprised that there was no chanting at any point by either set of fans (it seemed about fifty-fifty in a crowd of more than three hundred), but less surprised to be stood next to a man who got very, very angry by Forres's inability to play football as well as Spain. You get them everywhere.
Repairing to the bunker, they'd finally got Final Score working, so I watched the scores, had another tin and went off to meet my wife. (Who was now doing the driving, for those of you counting...)
All in all, an enjoyable experience. I'd recommend it to anyone.