Archie Collins Lifts Peterborough Off the Floor as Burton Albion Falter at Home
On a blustery October afternoon at the Pirelli Stadium, Peterborough United arrived as the Football League’s basement dwellers, mired in a crisis of confidence and facing a Burton Albion side riding the momentum of last week’s resounding victory. Yet by full-time, it was the visitors from Cambridgeshire who emerged blinking into the light—winners by a solitary goal, hanging on with ten men to claim not just three points, but a lifeline.
It was, by every measure, a meeting of League One strugglers. Burton, rooted in 20th place with just three victories from eleven, had nonetheless shown flashes of resurgence: a 3-0 drubbing of Bolton a week ago, a plucky draw at Doncaster, and a late win in Cardiff whispering of a team rediscovering its backbone. Peterborough, bottom and reeling, entered with only one league win since mid-September and a defense that had wilted under repeated pressure. If belief was in short supply in the away dressing room, it did not show as the teams emerged to a crowd bracing for a nervy contest.
For much of the first half, the tension was palpable on the pitch. Burton probed through Jake Beesley, their two-goal hero last week, and the energetic Fábio Tavares, but found Peterborough’s Tom Lees—a steady if often beleaguered presence—marshalling his backline with determined efficiency. The Posh, bolstered by the inventive Archie Collins in midfield, seemed content to absorb pressure, grow into the contest, and wait for their chance.
That moment arrived in the 65th minute, a sequence as slick as it was sudden. A misjudged clearance from Burton gave Peterborough the opening they had been searching for. Collins, ghosting into the space atop the penalty area, met a squared ball from Kyrell Jeremiah Lisbie and, with the coolness of a seasoned playmaker, lashed a shot beyond Max Crocombe. For a team that had scored just once in their previous two league outings, the eruption of relief in the visiting technical area was acute.
Burton, stung into action, pressed forward. Manager Dino Maamria sent on fresh legs, desperate to jolt his side from their attacking malaise. The hosts found width through Tyrese Shade and urgency in set pieces, but the final ball eluded them as Peterborough dropped deeper, refusing to yield an inch.
The game threatened to turn on its head in the 81st minute, when Tom Lees, perhaps emboldened by his earlier defensive heroics, mistimed a wild lunge on Beesley. A straight red card was the only outcome, reducing Peterborough to ten and handing Burton a numerical advantage for the closing stages. Yet, for all the frantic crosses rained in and the anxious clearances hacked away, it was Peterborough’s defense—so maligned in recent weeks—that held firm.
There was an air of disbelief at the final whistle. Peterborough, losers in eight of their opening eleven, now with two wins and, crucially, hope. Their leap to seven points does little to disguise the scale of the task ahead, but the psychological boost—ending a five-match winless league streak, away from home, with adversity mounting—cannot be overstated.
For Burton, this defeat is both a missed opportunity and an acute warning. After outplaying Bolton only seven days earlier, they failed to turn possession into purpose, falling back into old patterns that have kept them perilously close to the relegation places. With only twelve points from eleven matches, the buffer above the drop zone remains uncomfortably slim.
In matches past, this fixture has rarely set the division alight, but today’s affair carried the weight of consequence. Peterborough’s last visits to Burton were marked by frustration—drawing blanks and dropping points—but Archie Collins’ finish has rewritten the script, at least for now.
Both managers now face searching questions. For Peterborough, does this performance herald a desperately-needed turning point, or is it merely a stay of execution in a season fraught with peril? Next week will bring fresh tests, but the grit displayed after Lees’ dismissal will comfort manager Darren Ferguson as he seeks to drag his side from the basement.
Burton, meanwhile, must regroup quickly. They have demonstrated resilience in recent weeks, but inconsistency continues to plague their campaign. The hunt for goals—and points—remains urgent.
As the October dusk settled over the Pirelli, it was Peterborough’s players who celebrated, fleetingly, beneath the glow of the scoreboard. For now, they are no longer winless, no longer hopeless, and no longer alone at the bottom—a small step, but on afternoons like this, such steps matter more than ever.