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Tuesday, March 22, 2011




.......and a squeaky bum day..

It`s going to be one of those days, I just know it.  Last night, the goal machine of Peterborough United went to upwardly mobile MK Dons in a game between teams lying in 3rd and 5th place respectively in the nPower League One.   The home side fashioned a narrow 1-0 victory to deny Peterborough the chance of going second in the table and thus finding themselves in one of the two automatic promotion places. 

And this evening, the Saints travel to Charlton in a game that should have been played on Boxing Day, but was called off as there was a bit of ice on the touchline and referee Andy `Urso was concerned for the safety of one of his linesman.  I know, you couldn`t make it up and Mr. d`Urso is in charge of tonight`s game too - that`s if it goes ahead.   If Saints should win, they will themselves go second in the table, so there`s a lot riding on the outcome.  It should be straightforward - Saints have won their last four matches, Charlton have lost their last seven but football, like life, is never as easy as it should be.

Charlton will be `fighting for their lives` to avoid dropping further down the table, so they`ll be `up for it.`  Saints might feel the burden of expectation laying heavily on their shoulders;  they might just try too hard with the inevitable result that they disappoint themselves as well as the 1300 travelling Saints fans.

But there`s more.   Whilst I am a lifelong Saints fan(atic) I also have a feeling of loyalty and support for near neighbour and Charlton hard working wideman Scott Wagstaff and his family and so my loyalties might well be divided this evening.   Of course, I want Scott to do well for himself, his team and his family, but the chance the Saints have to go second in the league with games in hand is also an appealing prospect.   OK, it`s not the end of the world either way;  it`s not Libya, Iraq, Afghanistan, Japan or anything else that`s desperately important.....but I just know my bum will be squeaking until 9.50pm, when the outcome is finally known.

I really must do something about getting a life!



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