What a strange weekend it has been, and I don’t just mean getting paid to watch Hayes and Yeading against Kidderminster… As we all know, we’re top. Again. For how long remains to be seen, but at least we finally did ourselves a bit of justice at Gateshead. It was nice to finally win a
Well, sort of. Yesterday’s revelation that Roscoe Dsane was back training with us certainly raised a few eyebrows. Not to mention a few dewey eyed moments when he wore the blue-with-yellow-trim shirt and gave some Ryman Premier defences a hard time. That was then, of course. RDS left the club for Accrington in 2007, back
Spot the early 90s hip-hop reference. Even if old Ice Cube himself now does crappy sitcoms… With the exception of Franchise winning in the last minute, this was one of those weekends where everything went mostly right, and puts last week’s into some perspective. To win 5-0 against a struggling club is what a team
The news this week that Palace are looking to leave Selhurst Park isn’t one that should concern us overly. After all, on the surface of it, it’s another London club simply looking to vacate their increasingly crumbling ground. Yet the venue has had a major influence on the whole story of Wimbledon. Probably THE most
Well, it was a better title than “Post Fleetwood thoughts”. On reflection, our trip to the armpit of the North West ended up a decent point, but our lack of firepower right now has finally come home to roost – there we were, doing pretty well in the first half up there, only getting the
2134: Right, 3 minutes and my last update as I have to prepare to interview TB afterwards. Hope you enjoyed this service today. Little bit more in day or so. Goodnite. 2132: Sammy Moore off, Tooks on. 2131: With time starting to run out, the news you’ve all been waiting for – 1808 in the
I wasn’t there yesterday, but it seems I didn’t miss much… The one thing that has grabbed me from reading the post-match analysis of losing to Woking in the FAT is how sodding predictable it is. A cup game against lower opposition is virtually nailed on to be absolute shite – in fact, I’d wager
It was always going to be the case that Robin Reliant 0 General Motors 0 would be one to test our credentials, to see how far we really have come in what appears almost an impossibly short space of time. Lucky? Yes. Unable to keep the ball in midfield? Certainly. Needing a spark of inspiration
Crap defending, shit weather, hostile hosts, even more hostile view (see above), and a feeling of impending doom by about half-hour in. Followed by a comeback that nearly matched West Ham all those years ago in the WFC days, more shit weather, and capped off with an equaliser and top goonage not seen since Steve
If truth be told, I’m not going to write too much about Useful 3 Handy 1, primarily because there isn’t much difference between this and the Eastbourne game. I could go on about Mulley’s debut and goal, or Rock’s debut and, er, no goal. But my description of the strike wouldn’t do justice to it.