What a difference a week in football makes…. I write this blog in the early hours of Sunday morning listening to Ode to Joy by Tchaikovsky and watching old news reports of a little game in 1990 between Bournemouth and Leeds. And I feel reinvigorated to continue… Well I have to be honest the day did begin […]
Well bugger me! There goes another trip to Essex…….. And let me be the first to congratulate Marky N for surviving his first booze cruise with the Firm, even though he only lasted to Blackfriars mind you. The day itself was another drink fuelled escape with its highlights and low life’s like us running around London and […]
Where to start Munts…. Well after a piss poor weekend that ended with my television deciding to give up and die on me plus the ever looming finishing date for my coursework (still not completed!), I was safe in the knowledge that the trusty old Surrey Senior Cup 3rd Round was upon us. And as the eternal optimist […]
Well here we are again on another Saturday night. The day began with me having oversleep to the tune of half eight. I know, for someone that should have worked today it really was an embarrassment. But less of how I hate working for the inept sods at Kingston council and more of the rush […]
So our first home game on a Tuesday night since Gandermonium was risen from the ashes and it had to be my turn! Lucky then, that it’s the first match in what some (me) call “the greatest show on Earth” and a cup that has remained important to me since the days after the last […]
Well there goes another dirty weekend in Dorset. The day started with me waking up around 0645 (so only a hour to get up and ready so I could get that train), it was still dark outside but I knew I had to meet the firm early doors. But only after my phone decided to give me the old gee […]
Yeah, a 1-0 win will do us fine. Finally, at the third time of trying, we get to play at Maidenhead and for the first time in around 12 years we make it to the second round of the FA Trophy. Thus on a cold Tuesday night at the start of December we descended on […]
Well what a day that was! And next time I might remember to take some photos. What started with a hot cup of tea at Carshalton station at 10 o’clock in the morning, somehow ended at 2 o’clock the following morning in Tapuri discussing ecclesiastical matters with an Arsenal fan. How did I end up […]
