Returning to action following the festive break, Nomads faced a tough test at home to improved local rivals Flint Town. What the visitors would bring was clear and expected and the challenge was always going to be; to rise above it and let the football do the talking.
The game plan was followed precisely through the opening stages with the home side showing their superior quality and class taking an early lead from an exceptional Iwan Rogers free kick on the ninth minute. Nomads dominated the opening twenty five minutes, however, the regular habit of not making the most of this ensued. Four guilt-edge chances were squandered and the game really should have been out of sight within the first half hour.
Unfortunately, as football has a habit of doing, the home side were punished for their failings with Flint's stand out players Brady Mcgilloway levelling things just after the quarter through a swift counter attack following turn over of possession on the edge of the Flint penalty area. Minutes later further misery was faced when a Mcgillowy cross was turned into his own net by centre half Chris Boyes. At this point, having surrendered the lead and now trailing, the home side had lost their way and were playing into their oppositions hands. Thankfully, before the break calm was resumed and through pressing high the Nomads were awarded a penalty, after aggressive pressure, and Joe Sullivan levelled the score line.
The second half was one in which Nomads needed to play football and following the break took early control. Creating further chances but again lacking the clinical touch, frustrations grew. However, during a comfortable period the lead was eventually restored through a neat Tom Bridges finish from a Jake Jones cross, following a switch in positions. However, the resulting joy was short lived when the linesman awarded a dubious goal from a dangerous corner, with high numbers piled in the box. The ball was cleared from danger only for the flag to go up suggesting it had crossed the line. To be fair she was in a good position and it was tough to see with the amount of players involved but it was a bitter blow to swallow. The game then fell into Flint hands, end to end and far too open and if anything ten visitors looked the more dangerous. The game finished level and neither side could have any legitimate complains, yet the contrast in reactions evidence the difference in expectations between the neighbouring clubs.