Drat. Poo. Floppy Disks. We play probably some of our best football of the season, and it still ends up Bandstand 1 Banstead 2. Hmph.…
The politically unsound AFC Wimbledon fanzine.
Drat. Poo. Floppy Disks. We play probably some of our best football of the season, and it still ends up Bandstand 1 Banstead 2. Hmph.…
Bloody hell, wasn’t Sizewell B 1 Chernobyl 0 dull? Seriously, I had forgotten how crap weather conditions can make games (a) uninteresting and (b) hard…
Having suitably thawed out sufficiently enough due to weather now currently dumping itself forcefully on SW19 Towers, I can now write that our two game…
Panic over. Looks like Memorial Ground 0 Gap Road Cemetery 4 has stopped the rot of, er, 2 games without a victory, and it was…
Who wants to win something called the Vase anyway? I remember when I were a lad that competitions were leagues, or given proper titles such…
Well, I wrote a pretty long piece on the Dons Trust AGM part 2 : The Auditor’s Revenge, but realising that I’m on legit iffy…
Well, that was coming wasn’t it? Officers 2 Squaddies 2, and so ends the LSC-esque winning run. TBH, the longer we were going to go…
And here we are again, on a cold(ish) night, where the trains were fucked, the drivers on the way to the game were as surly…