April Fools

Thank fuck I don’t have to write “March 2009” any more.

No, there wasn’t an Eastleigh report. I was at Barnet, and nobody bothered to step up to the plate to do one for me. Surprisingly, for once nobody moaned

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Spitfired

Another game I manage to end up missing, and more disconcertingly another game I’m glad I took a rain check on.

Judging by everyone’s reaction to last night, this was shite. I won’t repeat what’s been said, you’ll probably have

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