MIXED RESULTS..Well, James Alexander Gordon got it wrong. On Saturday, Saints scored the only goal of their game away to Sheffield Wednesday on 64 minutes. Had we gone to 84 minutes without scoring, it would have equalled the longest goalless spell in the club`s entire 125 year history. Not a lot of people knew that, to be fair. But the narrow win means that Saints are out of the relegation zone, having climbed to 18th in Division 3 and are now officially on a roll. Possibly.
Over the weekend, there was much dancing in Snopper Street, not only because of the Saints victory but also because the Gills also managed a narrow 1-0 win which must have cheered up my long suffering neighbour no end. In fact, our street was denied a clean sweep of victories thanks to the Addicks of Charlton, who included local hero pacy flanker Scott ("Buzzin`) Wagstaff in their starting line-up, only managing to draw against Dagenham and Redbridge. But, two out of three ain`t bad and if someone had offered me that before the games began then I would have bitten their proverbial hand off, so to speak.
On the Miliband Chuckle Brothers front, younger brother Ed is now the Leader of the Labour Party, thanks mainly to the votes of the `affiliated trade unions and socialist societies.` So he owes them, as the other elements of the electoral college, the Labour MPs and MEPs and the party members, went for his brother David. Maybe I should care more than I do, but I have the feeling that Ed is in for a hard time satisfying his union sponsors (they coughed up £100,000 for his campaign apparently) whilst at the same time being in any way appealing to a wider audience. So, all in all, a weekend of mixed results, but I do wonder whether time will tell if Ed wishes he might not have won after all.
2 comments:
Well, well.
For the past four years, I have 'enjoyed' giving up a Saturday to help the good residents of Kent decide how KCC should spend their money (theirs being the residents of course). Year 1 co-incided with my boys at home; they won. The following year, I was able to influence the chosen Saturday, and elected for when my boys were on a long day-trip. I returned to the car just on five to hear that most famous of tunes on Radio 5. Two minutes later, I heard ... Shrewsbury 7, Gilling ........ Ouch! So last year, I decide that's never going to happen again, and forfeited an afternoon in Medway. A home win, same as year 1. This year, feeling braver and knowing lightning couldn't strike twice, and not wishing to miss another home game, I elected for 2 Oct. Away to Accrington. I just knew in my bones that after 31 aborted away-trips, this was the day my boys would come home with 3 points. I'd miss seeing it flash up on Sky Sports News, but would rejoice in hearing JAG pronounce Accrington in the tones that tell you the game ended with an away win. All set. We finish the day. It's just on five. In the car. Radio on. Two minutes later ... Accrington 7 ....... NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You really should start a blog of your own, HMTEOL - you`ll find it therapeutic and possibly even an escape from the twin nightmares of KCC employment and Gills supporting. Can`t understand why you needed to ask the intelligencia of Medway when all you needed to do was ask next door. Better luck next year?
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