Ah well, that’s that then. Upcoming is a period of emptyness, of long drawn-out summer days. Silence, wearyness and the inevitable conclusion of deathly solitude. Purgatory is most definitely upon us I am of course referring to Chelski’s Premiershit win, and anyone who lives in South West London and their satellite towns are in for
It feels like ages since I last did an SW19 writeup. It’s certainly been a month since I’ve been able to see a full 90 minutes. At least I won’t suffer so much of a close-season comedown as some of our fans Anyway, apologies for the relative brevity of this report, I promise to make
Don’t worry, the title becomes clearer later on Those of you with long memories may remember that I wrote about my “other” club, Cork City, two years ago.. Now, I had always planned to get back to watch City, but never got the chance to return. So, imagine my luck when I found I had
RYMAN LEAGUE DIVISION ONE CHAMPIONS 2004/05 Now, doesn’t that read nicely? In fact, while it’s probably gone by now, there’s a rather nice thing on the BBC website that proclaims us, in big fonts, as earning our second championship in a row. Most of what I said after Dorking about us winning promotion still stands,
Bloody typical. You hype a game up, you place expectancy upon expectancy, you make plans for the post-match Championship bash and what happens? Hersham Boys 4 West End Girls 0. And we were lucky to get nil. Quite simply, this game was dog turd, mixed with rancid goat spunk, marinaded with llama phlegm. I don’t