The Times report 1995 continued

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After that came a bombardment, prolonged but guileless, from the professionals. So often and so high did they hoist the ball into the Hitchin goalmouth, perhaps hoping that the floodlights might bedazzle Gerry Sylvester the Hitchin goalkeeper, they literally played into the hands of Sylvester, the cat. He plucked four memorable saves out of the air. He is lean and brave, and was agile enough to stretch above his head or down to his ankles as Sterling, Stewart,Tillson and then Sterling again demanded of him. "Fantastic!" Melvin said "fantastic!" He used this accountant, the same F-word several times in his post match eulogy,but in the run up to the match, he had lost two vital elements to the side,Adam Parker, the striking partner of policeman Gary Williams, in addition Tim Allpress,the centre half described as the new backbone of Hitchin,he had only flown out days earlier having signed for Eastern AC a team based in Hong Kong.In his place, Mark Burke, the club Captain, formerly with Queens Park Rangers, played through the pain of a recent groin injury. But FA Cup lore cannot be about everyday groin strains. It is about goals, and glory. How Conroy, balding and willing to take the strain of the new English one-man forward role, celebrated his moment. He had sneaked between the Rovers centre backs, outwitted the £375,000 Tillson, and got his forehead deftly to the flight of a free kick from Ian Scott.Simple, but not ultimately as impressive as the second goal. Burns has the physical weight of a sparrow, but he possesses a turbo-charge of acceleration and appreciable balance.So when Scott once more provided a through ball, when Gurney stumbled because his mind was not completely at ease with ball control, Burns, 29, dodged around him, controlled the ball with one touch, and curled it around the advancing Collett with the next. ( to be continued, hope you're all liking it so far)