"I know i come from Woking, and you say I'm a fraud. but my hearts in the City where it belongs..."
Can't possibly start off a blog about Woking without quoting its most famous son, yep, the Weller Fella, the old Modfather himself, a man worshipped by our own desert boot fetishist and turnstile spinner Marky N and many of my old mates from back in the day. And good luck to em. He made some of the most vital music at a time when we were spoiled for choice and he's still ripping up the floorboards today. The Style Council video for Solid Bond filmed at Woking FC is a classic. Check it out kids.
Sunday, 17 September 2017
Wednesday, 13 September 2017
Seven years ago yesterday (Monday), Sutton United FC were getting dumped out of the FA Cup by the less than mighty Alton Towers, with the winner being scored by the bloke who managed the queues on the Nemesis or something. Still, if you'll pardon the pun, what a ride it's been since then eh? If you'd told us after that match the stuff about two Championships, a 5th Round appearance and topping the National League, all in front of crowds above 2000 people, we'd have laughed in your stupid face. Then mocked you some more and finally ponced a quid off you for the jukebox to make up for your deranged nonsense. If we had a jukebox back then that is. Which we didn't.
Monday, 11 September 2017
Thank you Mr Duke for your kind handover and there was me fretting about what nonsense you would write by way of introduction. Your words though squire are very kind! Thankfully there is no need for an international break in Non-League football, and may I add international football really is the pits, well all except for Panini sticker books. They're alright.
Sunday, 3 September 2017
So what is up with this season then? Have the footballing Gods decided to completely reverse our form from last season? Let us not forget, we only won two games away from home all of last year and we've already eclipsed that by the end of August. But it does seem that at home we're struggling to break down sides that are set up in a certain way.
Wednesday, 30 August 2017
August has been a busy old month. 7 games to squeeze in and with a few in the treatment room when the season kicked off it looked like we'd be having a tough time of it. How wrong we were. The lads available dug in, grafted their bollocks off, reattached them, then grafted them off once more and instead we go to Bromley on the Bank Holiday Monday with a scarcely believable 12 points from 15 and as many away wins as last season already.
Monday, 28 August 2017
Well that lasted long didn't it? Our stay at the summit of non-league football is already over, but as it's the Bank Holiday Weekend we might be actually be top again by the time you read this on Monday. so this will probably make no sense at all.
Sunday, 20 August 2017
Bartlett Bennett, we've only gone and bloody done it haven't we? Top of the league, best of the best, the crème de la crème, the tutti frutti, the Gino Ginelli. And before we get too carried away with foreign sounding words, let's just stop and relax for moment. So take a pew, stick a Pacer in your gob, open up a bottle of Blue Nun (or a Party Seven) and read on...
Thursday, 17 August 2017
Strange how things pan out innit? Last season we met Macclesfield at much the same point in the season. We'd had an ok start and a decent 2-0 win left us sat in the positively vertigo inducing 3rd place. Optimism was high! Then we went to Chester and had our pants royally pulled down in a defeat so rude, it really should have got all their lot on some sort of register. So, following this midweek clash with Macc? Chester away. Oh. Best hope we draw tonight then...
Wednesday, 16 August 2017
Last season after the Southport game, we spent a very agreeable hour back in Liverpool having a pint before heading home. With the sights and sounds witnessed that evening convincing us that the land of the Scouse was well worth investigating further. But then we went and got all FA Cuppy meaning the Saturday up in Tranmere got binned and ended up as a midweeker instead.
Wednesday, 9 August 2017
Ah yes, Eastleigh. The little club outside Southampton that are not only former Hampshire Midweek Floodlit Cup winners but a bloody place that we have never won under Our Lord Dos. You would have to go back to a Ross Montague double nearly ten years ago for the last (and only!) time we got 3 points here. And that was in our "shit year". Although saying that, we had a better away record that season than last year mind you.