Sunday, 26 October 2014

Dirt on the Bishop's Finger

Ah, fourth round qualifying day, the time where you believe you're only ninety minutes away from a plumper of a first round tie. Alas, once again we won't be taking part in this year's festivities as we slumped out in the round previously. Still its been many years that we've put a Cup & Trophy run together in the same season so there is still time to "do the bizzo",as the northern tribes like to say, in the latter.

Monday, 20 October 2014

I Was There When Bignall Scored

Jack and Jill went up the Hill, To have some hanky-panky, silly Jill forgot her pill, And now there's little Frankie. I'm here all week folks!

A man once said "a week is a long time in football", personally I think that a week is the same time in any walk of life but this week has thrown up a few issues. First we crashed out of the FA Cup, even though it wasn't a shock to those that follow the team. Secondly we've seen some movements on and off the field. And thirdly and most importantly, I managed to leave my latest top up of two hundred fags at the club.

Monday, 13 October 2014

Sod all at the end of the Rainbow

We've had a few bad days in the FA Cup over the years. Yeading away in the mid-80's when arguably one of the best Sutton sides ever self destructed and lost 4-1 to a Spartan League side. Then in more recent memory, there's the defeat to Alton Towers Town at GGL being amongst the worst. But those losses had one thing in common, both good sides arguably having a really bad day at the office. 

The same can't be said of yesterday's debacle against Burgess Hill. You could spot this one coming from a mile off.

Sunday, 5 October 2014

Al Capone's Fags

Another birthday recently came and went taking me just a few years away from the day when I am able to negotiate concessionary entrance with MarkN , the desert-booted guardian of turnstile A and custodian of the guitars when I have a gig straight after a home fixture.  In fact I still have the unrequited Senior Citizens entrance ticket that was offered voluntarily at Eastbourne last season pinned to my office wall to remind me that I will soon be dead.