Month: March 2014

I feel I ought to write something on losing our never-been-beaten record to Mansfield, but I genuinely can’t be arsed. So here’s a quick set…

You know that strange feeling you’ve had this last few days? No, not that one, the other one. That’s called having a little bit of…

And just like a London bus or two, you wait a little while for a match report on one of the most remarkable results of…

Recovered yet? Doom, despair, misery, borderline suicidal tendencies. Then shock, then amazement, then acceptance of relatively minor disappointment, followed by the climax to end all…

Bit of a rush job, although I wrote a fair amount this morning. I’m not there tomorrow (at Brighton), or indeed at Northampton (bloody Bournemouth…

Because Bass are based in Burton-on-Trent. And I’m stuck for a headline at this late stage. Yes, I know it’s tardy, but then we had…

Thank christ for that쎂슠 – after the last couple of days, I think estate agents and rope salesmen in Bridgend were expecting a huge upturn…

It comes to something when the two people I can normally rely on to supply copy after a home game admit that they genuinely can’t…

I assume that everyone who went to Fleetwood on Saturday and reading this was getting over their hangover/dose of herpes that they got in Blackpool…