Hard to think that tomorrow is the last away game of the season. As usual, it seems almost yesterday when we were the wide eyed new boys walking out against Bristol Rovers, who had no clue whatsoever what to expect about any of it. How will we perform? Is this the Holy Grail or the
Blimey, a win. And a clean sheet. And by the sound of it, we even managed to play for more than a half at a time. It’s only taken us 44 games as well. No, I wasn’t there – I was covering next season’s JPT opponents (Pompey, not Franchise) – but Jampot was… Under pressure!
It’s taken at least a month and about ten games longer than it should have done, but after looking at the League table it may well have finally happened. We are safe. OK, there’s always a “but” here – no doubt some team in this division will suddenly find their biscuit tin is empty and
Wall planners, eh? What would we do without them? Apart from use a diary, of course. Got to say that gazing at the one here at SW19 Towers, it’s quite eyebrow raising to think that after tomorrow, we will just have three games of the season left. And quite simply, your editor will be glad
Oh dear, I feel obliged to write something about losing 2-0 to Southend. This is really going to be a pretty short and lackluster report – after all, that will mirror the team… – No shots on target says it all, really. – To be fair, we didn’t do that badly in the first half.
I don’t know whether it had as much to do with half-an-eye on the end of the season, but Mickey Murphy 1 Windy Miller 2 does give the impression we can’t wait until after the Shrewsbury game. You should know the drill by now. We go behind, come back, actually look good for about 20-25
And so the hope of silverware flies off into the distance for another season… To be honest, there was nothing last night in the LSC that you wouldn’t have predicted from the last few years of watching these sort of games. A mixture of first team fringers and promising youngsters, together with a couple who
Your editor braved four whole days in t’North without too much incident. In fact, despite internet and electricity and sanitation being at an experimental stage up there, I actually had quite a nice time. Well, except for 90 minutes football… – So, what shall I say about this latest defeat? It sort of summed up