I am a frivilous fool. Quite often I find myself skint only a week after pay day. However, if anything was going to inspire me to save my hard earned cash, its Steve May. So on Tuesday, I put £30 in an envelop, scrawled ‘Hornchurch vs Dulwich’ on it and stuck it to my wall. [...]
So, away to Hornchurch in FAC3QR. While it will be good to get the first Saturday afternoon FA Cup away trip in (Tuesday night in Deal was less a trip, more a punishment sent from a laughing God at the stupid idea that we can make this run last longer than the First Round), I [...]
So, with Hendon getting knocked out the bitter rivalries will be bypassed in favour for a trip to AFC Hornchurch, who actually play in Upminster, which, thankfully, is within the M25.
I hope we win through this, but Hornchurch are a league above Dulwich and knocking out the Ryman Premier league leaders Hendon show’s they’re a [...]
The knee. Oh the knee. Twisted whilst playing football at truck, it had laid me up for a week. But by God it was not going to ruin the FA cup. Oh no.
My FA cup run actually began on friday afternoon in Carnaby Street. Drenched from a typical late september downpour, I headed into Muji [...]
Playing an FA Cup game on a Sunday is a terrible idea. A terrible, terrible idea. I am in so much pain right now I can’t even begin to quantify it. Although probably not as much as Joe ‘i’ll just drunkenly fall backwards through this gate and into someone’s front garden, if you don’t mind…’ [...]
