Nice easy away fixture this which is a regular on Hartlepool's summer playlist, five years on the bounce I believe. Just two of us made the journey and therefore treated ourselves to first class tickets on the 50 minute trip on East Coast. After a couple of complementary teas and a few Stella 4% consumed, it was the short wander across the river to the Stone Roses bar.
Enjoyed a few jars and some quality tooones on the jukey, squatting in the wonderful Madchester surroundings from opening time to mid afternoon. Starting to get in my stride (both in lager consumption and matches of fussball) before the minor embuggerance of Pools vs. York.
On the walk up past the minister we heard a few noisy 'Hartlepool' chants reverberating off ancient stone walls. Heart stirring stuff usually but at a friendly with our Yorkshire neighbours it seemed a bit sad. Ended up walking behind this lot of noisy little urchins (approx 5 kids) - usual suspects. One lad wearing his only bit of Stone Island (a thick knit despite the hot July weather, presumably wearing it because it was Stoney and he's a hooligan) and the other dressers in the ranks all G-Star and Gio-goi. A smartly dressed bunch then...
At the newly renamed original Bootham Cresent (No longer KitKat Cresent - doesn't that sound like a nestle branded ice cream based pudding?) and got a surprisingly good searching thanks to the noisy dicks up front. Not sure what I could conceal in my Ralph polo mind.
Disappointed I couldn't find a programme seller. They're overpriced (last time was £2 for a six page special shared with Bolton Wanderers match the following Tuesday) and never opt for them, but enjoy putting money in a Conferences clubs pockets - so unlucky Ministermen.
Pools kicked off surprisingly wearing the all black away kit, despite it not being new and no colour clash. And then the first half finished. Nothing memorable at all - and that's not because of the beer fug blocking it out. It wasn't the best. Two teams looking to get it down the flanks and getting cut out by wing back - and if the defender was beaten then the cross went behind. At least the chant happy group got tired and napped.
The second half was brighter affair. Nobby Solano came on for Pools and looked a touch of class, showing some good touches and through balls. Pools were on top. So obviously York scored. A quality free kick flying into the top corner, past the flailing Scott Flinders, scored by arguably the man of the match - Trinidad international Andre Boucard.
Poolies equalised ten from time through Adam Boyd, smashing home from a couple of yards out - the lads woke back up "He shoots from the left, he shoots from the right - Adam Boyd sniffs a line tonight". Apparantly. Allegedly.
So a draw again with YCFC. At least it was going to be until City scored in the 90th minute. 2-1. Adding insult to injury was standard class on the rattler home.
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