Sunday, 10 December 2017

Rumblings In Newington Butts

Orient. Let's be honest about this shall we. If you'd said to me a couple of years back that just before Christmas 2017 we would be heading to Brisbane Road, vying for top spot in the National League to meet our newest London rivals the famous O's in a league game I would have sent you off to St Helier to have your bumps felt. Well, me old chinchillas here we fucking are then, aren't we?

Monday, 4 December 2017

Woah, We're Halfway There...

Eastleigh. Famous for two things: firstly, as the venue for my sixth-form education; secondly, the motivation for Taz’s list of never-to-be-revisited non-league football grounds - the “Eastleigh List”. Our trips to Ten Acres have never been particularly fruitful, and our early season defeat there left the editor of this here blog insistent that he’ll never darken that particularly inaccessible door ever again. We’ll see whether his principles (yes, apparently some of us have them) hold for that one, although the way they’re going it’ll be taken out of his hands as they wind up back in the Conference South.

Wednesday, 29 November 2017

The Other Price of Success

It's back once again! The bounty of the county, the premier cup competition has returned for another season. So while the wait is still on to catch up with Dulwich Hamlet's record tally of victories (16 to our 15), could this be the year? It's been a while since we've won, over fourteen years and counting, and now we're behind Woking's record final appearances.

Sunday, 26 November 2017

The Price of Success

Ah Leeds, one of the final bastions of virgin territory that has yet to see the Gandermonium boys inflict their trademark idiocy upon it. Well, virgin territory is a bit of a lie as several of the Firm have already sampled the place that invented Jelly Tots in the past. Oh yeah, full of information I am sometimes, or the inter webby thingy is at least...

Wednesday, 22 November 2017

The Likely Lads

As I head rapidly towards formal and legalised “concession” status, rather than just trying it on at the turnstile on a wintry awayday or at the pensioners lunch club down the Nelly, I find myself drawn increasingly to the more simple pleasures in life and the headlong dash towards what the marketing men laughingly call the Festive Season just serves to reinforce my more basic instincts.

Monday, 20 November 2017

Yakety Yak, Rossi's Back!

There is only one thing I can really write for this blog. Ross Stearn, that is all! Wise men say…… come on, I am a professional. It’s all part of being a Civil Servant!

So on Thursday we saw the final qualifier for the World Cup and it’s a welcome back to Peru, completing the 32 countries.  I do not rate England’s chances at all, and this has to be the most boring, unimaginative England side I have seen.  I would also like to personally advertise that if you are doing the Panini sticker book for this summer's tournament then I am happy to do swapsies.

Sunday, 12 November 2017

A Flange of Flamingos

Ah Ha! Our trip to Birmingham has finally arrived. Seems like a lifetime ago when I passed over a crisp tenner to a Gandermonium Travel's executive organiser for this one. And yet it never occurred to me that this was going to be a long trip. Especially when you realise that your return leg departs form the Midlands after nine o'bleedin' clock.

Monday, 6 November 2017

The Third Best Team in Cambridge?

The magic of the cup is back once again for Sutton. And this time it's another trip 'Oop North' to take on some more football league opposition. Cambridgeshire is the county and Cambridge is the town city and surprisingly enough for once it's not to visit to Milton Road. Well you can't go there anyway now as it's flats or summat, but to The Abbey to take on the United.

Monday, 30 October 2017

Ghoul-less Draw

Halloween, or All Hallows' Eve is apparently a celebration observed in a number of countries on 31 October, the eve of the Western Christian feast of All Hallows' Day. It begins the three-day observance of Allhallowtide the time in the liturgical year dedicated to remembering the dead, including saints (hallows), martyrs, and all the faithful departed. So quite what the fuck that's got to do with kids terrorising neighbourhoods begging for sweets whilst dressed as Darth Vader or Clowns I've not a clue.

Wednesday, 25 October 2017

Bertie Smalls

The process by which the Gandermonium editorial board decides whose turn it is to trot this old pony out for your delectation is a well guarded state secret. Well, it was, until I decided that the time has come to lift the lid and shine a light into the more murky corners of our already shadowy world.