Well, it was one of those weeks really. A number of `issues` which disturbed my peace before I could look to Saturday to provide some much needed relief. My car was at the menders for a couple of days having some dent s removed after my cataract operation resulted in me driving into the garage door rather than the garage. Then the washing machine conked out so its replacement meant a priority hive of activity and then the car wouldn`t start yesterday morning, thanks to the battery dying on me.
So, was there any comfort to be found in this weekend`s football? Some and some, The Saints pulled off a very creditable 1-1 draw against ManUre at St. Mary`s, despite being a goal down at half time and then going down to 10 men thanks to Kevin Danso`s debut dismissal. I cannot tell you how much I dislike Manchester United, but I`ll keep that for another day although once again the press and other media (including the boy Lineker and his chums) were all over how dreadful ManUre were and gave little or no acknowledgement of how manfully the Saints had performed. It is as ever was, it seems.
Elsewhere in my eclectic footy world, the game between Fort William and Wick Academy was called off due to a waterlogged pitch. I just hope that the Wick contingent didn`t have to make the 334 mile round trip from the northern tip of Scotland to the foothills of Ben Nevis for nothing. At the other end of the country Truro City went to Farnborough in Hampshire and came away with a hard fought 2-0 win to maintain their early season promotion push. In the annals of their heroic journeys the mere 470 mile trip there and back has now become pretty normal.
My good friend and neighbour, the well known Gillingham season ticket holder, had carried out a particularly irksome task of helping the aged next door despite suffering from a bad back but he clearly passed the fitness test to enable him to take his seat at the Priestfield to witness the now customary 5-0 hammering of much troubled Bolton Wanderers. So he`s over the moon and our street`s local hero Scott (`good engine and an eye for a pass`) Wagstaff captained Wimbledon in their 0-0 draw against the Chairboys of Wycombe. He`s now known locally as Captain Scott (not of the Antarctic.)
Not such good news for Forest Green Rovers who lost at home to Newport County or for Maidstone United who suffered a 2-0 reverse away at Wealdstone.
Having just returned from the Bluewater Shopping Thingy and found a little time to scribble these garbled lines, it is my earnest hope that nothing else will go wrong to disturb the peace and serenity of the next couple of weeks as the International break descends on us once more. Just the cricket to worry about I suppose - oh, and Brexit (possibly.)
So, was there any comfort to be found in this weekend`s football? Some and some, The Saints pulled off a very creditable 1-1 draw against ManUre at St. Mary`s, despite being a goal down at half time and then going down to 10 men thanks to Kevin Danso`s debut dismissal. I cannot tell you how much I dislike Manchester United, but I`ll keep that for another day although once again the press and other media (including the boy Lineker and his chums) were all over how dreadful ManUre were and gave little or no acknowledgement of how manfully the Saints had performed. It is as ever was, it seems.
Elsewhere in my eclectic footy world, the game between Fort William and Wick Academy was called off due to a waterlogged pitch. I just hope that the Wick contingent didn`t have to make the 334 mile round trip from the northern tip of Scotland to the foothills of Ben Nevis for nothing. At the other end of the country Truro City went to Farnborough in Hampshire and came away with a hard fought 2-0 win to maintain their early season promotion push. In the annals of their heroic journeys the mere 470 mile trip there and back has now become pretty normal.
My good friend and neighbour, the well known Gillingham season ticket holder, had carried out a particularly irksome task of helping the aged next door despite suffering from a bad back but he clearly passed the fitness test to enable him to take his seat at the Priestfield to witness the now customary 5-0 hammering of much troubled Bolton Wanderers. So he`s over the moon and our street`s local hero Scott (`good engine and an eye for a pass`) Wagstaff captained Wimbledon in their 0-0 draw against the Chairboys of Wycombe. He`s now known locally as Captain Scott (not of the Antarctic.)
Not such good news for Forest Green Rovers who lost at home to Newport County or for Maidstone United who suffered a 2-0 reverse away at Wealdstone.
Having just returned from the Bluewater Shopping Thingy and found a little time to scribble these garbled lines, it is my earnest hope that nothing else will go wrong to disturb the peace and serenity of the next couple of weeks as the International break descends on us once more. Just the cricket to worry about I suppose - oh, and Brexit (possibly.)
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