Before I start – SW19 match reports written by me may be sporadic for a little while. Yes, it is down to work (and from past experience, that can change very rapidly), but your editor is rather enjoying this semi-hiatus. Writing about yet another game with shit defending doesn’t half drain the creative juices (which
Ah, that’s a bit better. Shame that Lea and Perrins 1 Lidl Own Brand 3 wasn’t a league game, as right now we’ll be talking about when, not if, we go top again, how they might as well give us the title now, and how the last few weeks have been all but a temporary
By the sounds of it, there wasn’t too much to get excited by the Welling game (Greg V’s report is below). Being ahead twice then, er, not being does suck the big one, but I suppose we didn’t lose away for once. One thought that has occured to me. It does seem that with all
Ouch. What to make of Boys 1 Men 4? Just hope we sounded good on telly and the great viewing public treated it as their first taste of the “new” Wimbledon. And ignore the result and the performance. I’m writing this in a weird sense of euphoria and despair. More the latter than the former
It always happens doesn’t it? The week before a massive game in a major cup always makes us produce some right shit. Before we KOed Aldershot, we managed to lose 3-0 at Rickay. Last year, the buildup to the Torquay game gave us some of the worst stuff I can remember. And now, Claret 3