Oh boy, how can I write this without either waxing lyrical or making lame slag-offs of Manchester and its nauseating head-up-arse music scene? Oh fuck…
The politically unsound AFC Wimbledon fanzine.
Oh boy, how can I write this without either waxing lyrical or making lame slag-offs of Manchester and its nauseating head-up-arse music scene? Oh fuck…
by David Challinor (SW19 Note : This article is adapted from an email sent to me by DC. It’s self explanatory. I have also posted…
Firstly, a quick apology from Lyons 2 Lions 2 – I left my camera at home, so no pics. And it’s a bit of a…
Imagine, if you will, a period long ago in history. A time when men were men, when a new “W” reg car was more likely…
Do the meeja secretly read SW19 then? The 2+2 I put together yesterday was almost reproduced today – the Express picked up on it, so…
Whilst most of you were probably at that Watershed thing last night, listening to whining, mock angst indie bands or wannabe Huggy Bears bragging about…
Wahey – Railwaymen 0 Journeymen 4 and suddenly it all goes right for once. We’ve been threatening to tonk somebody all season, and tonight it…
It is generally considered amongst most WFC fans that they can run WFC far better than the current parasites in charge. After all, great strides…
Oh well – Burton 1 Mr Byrite 1 was pretty crappy in the result. In truth we were slightly better than them, but sadly we…