Soroksar vs Fehérvár FC Match Recap - Oct 19, 2025

Late Flurry Lifts Soroksar Past Fehérvár FC, Shaking Up NB II’s Midtable Race

When Soroksar entered Szamosi Mihály Sporttelep on Sunday, the stakes were unmistakable—two sides separated by a point and a sense of underachievement met with more than pride at stake. What unfolded was a match charged with urgency and unpredictability, a contest that only truly revealed its hand in a dramatic late twist that may echo through the NB II’s congested midtable for weeks to come.

Fehérvár FC, for much of the afternoon, looked every bit the side capable of consolidating their season’s rebirth. They had arrived sitting eighth, a modest but vital rung above their hosts, having pieced together an unbeaten stretch over the last four matches, including a clinical 5-0 dismantling of Tiszakecske and a solid draw against Mezőkövesd-zsory. In contrast, Soroksar, mired in 12th and with just nine points from as many games, had lately flirted with crisis—losing two straight, their last outing a dispiriting defeat at BVSC.

But on a crisp autumn day in Budapest’s outskirts, form lines faded with each telling moment. The opening exchanges were cagey, hinting at the mutual anxiety that comes with recent stumbles. For over an hour, neither side could generate more than fleeting half-chances, the match’s narrative locked in deadlock.

It was Fehérvár who struck first, breaking the stalemate in the 54th minute. The visitors capitalized on a momentary lapse in Soroksar’s defensive shape, and, with the kind of quick interplay that has sporadically illuminated their campaign, found the net to seize a 1-0 lead. For Soroksar, the blow was not just psychological but statistical: this season, conceding first had so often spelled defeat.

Yet something shifted. Only six minutes had passed since falling behind when Soroksar found a lifeline. They surged forward with intent, pressing higher and forcing errors. The equalizer arrived as a reward for their renewed tenacity—proof, perhaps, that desperation has its virtues. With the crowd’s volume swelling, the home side restored parity at 1-1, transforming the tone and tension of the contest.

As the clock ticked toward full time, the encounter seemed destined for a draw, one that would have done little to alter the fortunes or mood of either camp. But football, ever the dramatist, saved its boldest act for the final moments.

In the 90th minute, Soroksar produced what could already be labeled their most important sequence of the season. Launching one last, relentless assault, they breached Fehérvár’s resistance, slotting home the go-ahead goal that sent Szamosi Mihály Sporttelep into rapture. The turnaround, breathless as it was, became emphatic almost instantly: with Fehérvár reeling, Soroksar pounced yet again, adding a third goal in the dying seconds to seal a 3-1 triumph that reverberated both on the pitch and in the standings.

The victory does more than just lift spirits—it catapults Soroksar up the table and reasserts their relevance in the pursuit of NB II’s upper half. Now sitting on 12 points from 10 games, the club narrows the gap with a Fehérvár side left ruing their inability to close matches. For Soroksar, the win is also a point of pride: after losing two of their last three league fixtures and struggling to establish home dominance, they’ve authored the sort of revival that can steer a campaign back on course.

Meanwhile, for Fehérvár, who started the day just two points outside the playoff places, this defeat is a cruel reminder of their own inconsistencies. Their run of draws, once a foundation for optimism, now reads as a warning—a series of missed opportunities to gather momentum. Instead of climbing, they remain mired in eighth, and the manner of their unraveling on Sunday—conceding twice at the death—will haunt a side that has otherwise prided itself on defensive composure.

If history between these two sides has often provided tense, tightly contested matches, today’s late outburst added a fresh chapter, one colored by Soroksar’s resilience and Fehérvár’s faltering resolve. No player saw red, but there was no shortage of emotional color; tempers flared and tackles flew, both sides aware of what was at risk.

The road ahead tightens for both. Soroksar, emboldened by a season-altering win, will seek to build on this performance and finally shed the stop-start rhythm that has plagued their autumn. Fehérvár, for their part, face urgent introspection—unless they rediscover their ruthless streak, another season of midtable anonymity looms.

In a league where every point matters and every week redraws the map, Sunday’s outcome is a stark reminder: fortune—like the league table itself—can shift in an instant.