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Men's Final:
ENGLAND 3-1 FRANCE
James Willstrop bt Jean-Michel Arcucci 9/1, 9/0, 9/5
Nick Matthew bt Renan Lavigne 9/0, 9/4, 9/5
Peter Nicol bt Thierry Lincou 9/3, 9/1, 9/3
Lee Beachill lost to Gregory Gaultier 6/9, 6/9
ENGLAND SHOWS
FRANCE HOW IT’S DONE
The English Team today gave a great squash lesson to the French Team in
front of 2,000 sold seats plus at least 500 volunteers, VIP, organisation, etc.
It took England only 7 games and 99 minutes to win their 29th European Team
Title.
WELL PLAYED JAMES, UNFORTUNATELY…
James Willstrop disposed of Jean Michel Arcucci (ranked 50) with very little
trouble in 3 games, 9/1, 9/0, 9/5 in 34 minutes. And although the young
Englishman didn’t really have any trouble, he did relax slightly in the 3rd and
made a few mistakes, much to the appreciation of the French crowd. But James
Willstrop was just in another league.
"I just couldn’t relax and let go" said a very disappointed Arcucci. "I twisted
my ankle a few days ago, and I was over conscious of it. In the 3rd, I started
playing better, but I felt also that he was making more mistakes than he should
have done."
It started very badly for the French. How was the rest of the day going to go?
NICK MATTHEW: "I had goose-pimples"
Not well, dear, not well. Nick Matthew was in top condition, physically and
mentally.
"When I came in the arena, I actually had goosepimples," he said. "It’s the
first time in my life it's happened before a competition. The atmosphere is
great. I was aware of the crowd of course, but I prefer having a whole crowd
cheering for the other guy and just the English team supporting me, than playing
in front of 2 people. And if you don’t enjoy an event of this quality, you’ll
never enjoy anything."
First game to Nick, 9/0 in 6 minutes.
In the second, Renan started to take the measure of his opponent and to find
some rhythm. The rallies became longer, more flamboyant with long drives and
short drops, retrieving and good runs around the court. But Nick still kept the
Frenchman at bay and won in 17 minutes, 9/4.
In the 3rd, Renan held to 5/5. Then they offered us a beautiful lesson in
backhand drives that could have been an exhibition of Mr Malcolm Willstrop's
training exercise: 42 drives in a row on the backhand, broken by Nick and won by
Renan on a forehand drop shot.
Nick soared his wings and took off, leaving Lavigne on the ground, taking the
third game 9/5.
"There was no pressure," said a calm Lavigne. "They were the favourites by far.
They’ve got 5 players in the top 20, and have the best team in the world. We
were here to enjoy the occasion. From now on, it’s Mission Impossible."
As the English had won 6 games to zero, the French had to win every game of the
next two matches.
THE BOSS FINISHES IT OFF
But Peter Nicol didn’t like the idea of losing even one game, even to please a
whole French nation!
What a lack of manners. Really!
Thierry did feel the pressure, and although he played some amazing points,
running to the 4 corners of the arena, in and out, up and down, he made too many
tins, too many mistakes. And the “Boss” Peter Nicol, back at last to the World
Number one spot, won the game 9/3, destroying all French hope that was left, and
went on to win the next games 9/1, 9/3.
BEACHILL-GAULTIER: PEACE AT LAST
I know, I know, it was a dead rubber, no pressure, and this and that, but I know
a lot of people who dreaded the next meeting between Lee Beachill and Grégory
Gaultier.
For those of you who have been living on the moon for the last 6 months, at the
last World Team Championships in Vienna back in November, France finished second
in the event, beating England thanks to an extremely controversial match between
the calm Beachill and the fiery Gaultier.
But today, none of that!
The two players couldn’t do enough to please the other one. I’m sure they both
had been coached, and control and good manners was the name of the game.
To the point where, in the second game (Gaultier won the first one 9/6),
Beachill saw a ball not up, the ref didn’t, Gaultier had a word with Lee, then
turned to the ref and said "Let’s play a let", which Lee declined.
And at 7/6, the ref saw Beachill’s shot up, and the fair English player actually
gave the ball back to his opponent, saluted by a storm of applause from the
crowd.
A bit "please have this point", "no really I couldn’t", "please I insist" … kind
of atmosphere.
But better than "I’m going to strip your skin bit by bit with the strings of my
racquet, then strangle you with my shoe laces", don’t you think?
2 points later, Grégory Gaultier "sauvait l’honneur", saved the French honnor by
winning a symbolic point.
The English Team was just in a different world all together today. But tomorrow
is another day…
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Women's Final:
ENGLAND 3-0 NETHERLANDS
Cassie Jackman bt Vanessa Atkinson 9/6, 9/4, 10/9
Linda Charman bt Annelize Naude 9/4, 9/2
Vicky Botwright bt Karen Kronemeyer 9/3, 9/4, 9/1
ENGLAND: JUST A NORMAL
DAY AT THE OFFICE
Vicky Botwright, ranked 11, was
facing Karen Kronemeyer, ranked 40. But the difference between the 2
players was visible to the point where there was no match really, and 29 minutes
later, Vicky scored England 1st point 9/3, 9/4, 9/1.
Now, I was expecting a lot from the meeting between Cassie Jackman, world
number 1, and Vanessa Atkinson, world number 3, especially as in the same
event last year, Vanessa beat the English player, making history as it was the
first time England dropped a match in the competition ... ever.
I was disappointed. Yes, Atkinson did fight hard, but the spark wasn’t there.
And even when she came back into the match after losing the first 2 games 9/6,
9/4, and stuck to Cassie 8/8, her compatriots were not over supportive. Most of
them had their arms crossed, and were very quiet. The French crowd was at least
extremely loud and happy to see a bit of a challenge.
Shame really, as Vanessa is a fantastic player. The 2 ladies gave us some
beautiful rallies, around 6/6 in the first in particular, where the serve kept
on changing, with cross courts, drop shots and retrieving as much as you wanted.
But Cassie had it all, delicate attacking boasts, perfect length cross courts,
lobbing for England, moving well on the court. One of those matches where you
know why the Lady is Numero Uno.
“I didn’t want a repeat of last year’s final obviously. Vanessa was playing well
and I must admit that I had to scrap it out in the 3rd, and I was happy to win
it!”
That left Linda Charman to play Annelize Naude in the dead rubber.
9/4, 9/2.
Like I said, a normal day at the office really…
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Women's
3rd/4th:
France 2-1 Belgium
Corinne Castets bt Charlie de Rycke 10/8, 9/7, 7/9, 9/2
Isabelle Stoehr bt Kim Hannes 9/6, 10/8, 1/9, 9/4
Laurence Bois lost Katline Cauwels 5/9, 7/9
FRANCE IS THIRD!
FOR
THE 1ST TIME IN THEIR HISTORY !!!
 France
created a certain upset today by winning their 2 first matches in the 3rd place
final against Belgium.
Corinne Castets, 39 year old (ranked 65), played the match of her life by
retrieving shots that shouldn’t be retrieved to beat Belgium's 17 year old
Charlie De Rycke (ranked 59).
As she is about to retire, what a beautiful way to go out!
Surprisingly (not), Castets was very nervous when she stepped into the court in
front of a fully packed venue, under loud music, flashing lights and deafening
cheering from the crowd. Her opponent used it to her advantage and went up 4/0.
But the French lady was breathing adrenaline, and came back 4/4, to win the 1st
game 10/8.
“C’est qui, nous?” “Who is “us””? Asked a 5 year old little boy to his father
just behind me, wanting to know who to support!
When the Belgian started to get her game together, Castets slowed down the pace,
lengthened the shots, and waited for the right moment to kill her off. And the
tactic worked wonders. 9/7 for the French.
But even if Corinne is extremely fit (her spellchecker doesn’t recognise the
word “fat”), she is still 39, and as her game is based on her athletic qualities
and her retrieving, she started to suffer in the 3rd. De Rycke was playing very
well, delaying her shots, going for some flamboyant shots that only teenagers
and John White go for, and took the 3rd 9/7.
At that point, I did worry. Would Corinne have enough juice left?
Had she ever! She exploded with vitality, and just ran Charlie de Rycke deep
into the ground point after point, 4/0, 7/1 and then to a final explosion of
pure joy she gave France a vital first point 9/2 after 40 minutes of highly
entertaining squash.
"Yesterday, I didn’t have a real match, as I played the dead rubber (against
Linda Charman). All night, I kept focusing on trying to forget the colour of the
flooring that was a problem during my previous match," said an over the moon
French number 3.
"In the 3rd, I tried to play short shots too quickly, and as Charlie hits the
ball very well, she put me under pressure. So I played long, patiently, and
waited for the right moment to play a drop shot. And it worked fine."
Isabelle Stoehr, French number 1, had to win her match against Kim
Hannes. You could see in her body language she felt the pressure very
heavily. You can’t imagine more different players than Isabelle and Corinne.
Corinne wins because she plays tactically and runs after shots that are a lost
cause and still gets it, and Isabelle is a shot player, Flamboyance incarnated.
We saw a pattern standing out. Hannes would go up quite comfortably, 4/0 in the
1st, 7/1 in the 2nd, and again 4/0 in the 4th. And the French would claw back,
point after point after point.
The crowd was beyond loud!
Stoehr dug in very deep to overcome her nerves and offer France their second
victory 9/6 10/8, 1/9, 9/4.
 “I
was extremely tense” admitted a tearful Isa, as the French chanted. “I was
unable to express what I had deep inside me. After losing 9/1 in the 3rd, I just
let it go. Kim felt it, and started to doubt.”
“It was a complete psychological match, and victory is beautiful” said the very
tearful Nathalie Cornet, French Coach.
The French flags were flying high, to the point where Vicky Botwright joked with
her coach David Pearson and said "But I thought that WE were playing in the
Final. Are we playing for 3rd and 4th?"
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And now, the end is near
Framboise goes to
the party, and rounds up
one of the best squash events ever ...
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Framboise
Gommendy
