In August 2010 three Maidenhead United fans were banned from attending home games, by a kangaroo court, for crimes they didn't commit.
These men promptly encountered a jobsworth security blockade, and so escaped to the non-league underground.
Today, still stigmatised by the MUFC Ltd hierarchy, they survive as supporters of fancy.
If you enjoy a train away day - and if you can find them - then maybe you can share a drink with ... the K-team!

Thursday, 31 August 2017

2017/18 Diary ~ August



Macleod (M) had family visiting from Inverness, while Craig - thinking that the season didn't start until the following weekend - was at the Berlin Beer Festival, so your's truly (resplendent in new Alan Devonshire t-shirt from Cult Zeros, an early birthday present from the wife) would be the sole KSG representative at Maidenhead's debut National League fixture

Apparently I'd have to re-join MUSA in order to be allowed on the supporters coach - league rules, according to Mr Logic - so instead decided to drive (and offered a lift to Rhys from the Youth)

Inclement weather meant that the journey took longer than I'd hoped; no time for a pre-match ale in the highly-recommended Flower Pot :(

Drunk as a skunk! One of the Youth, immediately ahead of us in the queue at the turnstiles, could barely walk straight and would be thrown out before kick-off

Stadium will be nice ... when it's finished! The covered ends behind the goals were both absolutely packed, so the travelling contingent had to make do with an uncovered and unterraced sideline (I'm not sure Macleod (M) would've put up with that!)

Thought we looked unsure of the artificial pitch and a bit nervy ... unlike their #3 - Alex Finney - who was an absolute colossus, despite only signing on loan from QPR in the preceding days

One-nil down, early in the second half, to a direct free kick (which the press and TV raved about but looked eminently savable to me)

No complaints if we'd gone further behind; we were uneasy at the back, especially under the high ball

Euphoric celebrations - in pouring rain - after impact sub Sam Barratt powered home a header with two minutes remaining, much to the annoyance of the Maidstone wrong enders (who got my travelling companion ejected after falsely claiming that he'd punched one of their children!); one can only imagine their reaction - and ours - if Dave Tarpey had hit the net rather than the bar, from a yard out, in added time

(Match highlights here)

Willie T gave me and my Dad a lift into town for this; my Dad's first Maidenhead game since the televised FA Cup replay with Port Vale

Really not happy to discover that the away fans - decent in number and loud in voice - had been given a bit of the Bell End (only a bit, admittedly, but still)

Early pressure from the Magpies; performance was much better - from the off - than on Saturday

X-rated defending, though, allowed Manny Smith to head the Welsh side in front

Happily, United levelled almost immediately; a deflected shot fell to Tarpey and he made no mistake

Another defensive lapse, from a cross, accounted for Smith's second of the game

Massey's header was well-saved late on and so we were left to reflect upon an undeserved defeat, over pints of Rebellion Rocket, in the Barley Mow


(Match highlights here)



Harrison - Pool's new manager - looks like Richard Herring and his pre-match comments were worthy of a Chortle Award-winning comic

An early kick-off; sun shining as Macleod (M) and I walked into town #chewinthefat

Rose was shut and so, after meeting with Craig at the top of the High Street, we headed to the Bear (drinks with Mickey Creighton and his son, Joe)

TV cameras present for a minute's applause in honour of the recently deceased Bert Randall; second in the all-time appearances list (531) and, by all accounts, THE class act during a golden era for the club

Light grey away kit for Hartlepool - yuk!

Even Maidenhead Boys Under 9s would've been embarrassed to have conceded the opening goal in the manner that Hartlepool did: long punt from Pentney, flick on by Marks (who, after not managing to lay a glove on the Maidstone and Wrexham centre halves, was bullying those from Hartlepool), and Tarpey did the rest

Photos with Creighton and Obi Ulasi - just the 500+ appearances between them - at half time

Only Scott Loach impressed for the away side; he saved well from Tarpey on a couple of occasions but was powerless to prevent the striker from doubling our lead with a thunderous shot off the crossbar

Oh shit! James Comley blotted an otherwise impeccable display (his third in a row) with a clumsy challenge that gave Hartlepool a late penalty - converted by the otherwise anonymous Padraig Amond - but, thankfully, it was merely a consolation

Long journey home (and, one suspects, a long season) for the Hartlepool fans ... not that we cared too much as we stalked James Richardson, laughed at Chelsea, and supped pints in Stripes, the Hand & Trousers, and also in the patio garden of the Maiden's Head


(Match highlights here)


An away game not to be missed; this season's 'I was there' moment - so said Macleod (M) when the fixtures were released

Feel particularly sorry for him, therefore, that work commitments meant he wasn't able to attend as initially planned

Craig picked me up at 1pm and we made good time up the M40, M6 etc.




First to Blackpool: strolls along the front (the tide, sadly, was in) and on the Central Pier (Craig: "I bet I'm the only person on here who didn't vote for Brexit!") before an enjoyable pint of Three B's Doff Cocker on a Wetherspoons roof terrace

You cannot help but be impressed by the set-up at AFC Fylde: free car parking, main stand and bar (complete with match specific betting coupons on the tables - Maidenhead United to win 4-1 was 75/1; Maidenhead United to win 4-1 with Tarpey scoring first was 175/1) worthy of a much higher division, glossy programme (featuring a thoroughly-researched article on some 'well known' former Maidenhead players), just £13 to get in (I thought £15 was the league minimum?), friendly and knowledgeable fans - I wish them all the best

Luck wasn't on their side: they hit the woodwork on multiple occasions and played well with ten men, particularly after manager Dave Challinor - who, in stark contrast to the Hartlepool boss, spoke a lot of sense in his pre-match interview - made a couple of subs at half time (one of these - #7 James Hardy - really caused us problems)

David Tarpey did for them, though, with yet another four-goal haul: two penalties (a long wait before the first, although not long enough for me to win the golden goal competition!) and two exquisite second-half strikes (incl. a breathtakingly-good free kick)

Early hours before we got home, but I'm sure that every one of the 43 travelling fans were glad they'd made the long midweek trip; REM's The Great Beyond was playing in the car, as Craig dropped me off at approx. 01:30, which was apt

(Match highlights here)

Every husband knows that he needs to try and keep his wife happy

Back-to-back-to-back-to-back Maidenhead games meant that I had little or no credit in the bank, as it were

Binfield (the Jack O'Newbury) - via a shopping trip to Slough - for pub lunch then, rather than to York Road

Shearing our wildflower meadow and cleaning the garage door - in preparation for a new coat of paint - were also on my list of chores, before I could settle down in front of the TV

Final Score on the BBC would be my usual choice - we don't have Sky - but for some reason I found myself watching the BT Sport equivalent of Soccer Saturday; how annoying is Chris Sutton?!

Left winger Harry Pritchard has, for several seasons now, been one of our most important players and so I was delighted to see that, after a somewhat inauspicious start to the season (by his usual high standards), he'd put us ahead

Excellent goalkeeping from Nathan 'Mel Capleton' Ashmore kept the scoreline close, before an equaliser - soft - came early in the second half

Expect some Ebbsfleet fans to bang on about how Tarpey failed, once again, to score against them - and how they're unbeaten in the league since the dawn of time - as if the National League South 2016/17 CHAMPIONS give a shit about that!

Top ten (9th in fact, with eight points) after five games - I'd have snapped your hands off for that start

(Match highlights here)


Been there, done that (me, re Barrow away)

As such, I wouldn't be joining Craig and Macleod (M) on the 06:40 train from Maido

Rail replacement, due to the Bank Holiday weekend, and so they'd be going via Reading rather than London (their train tickets - not incl. seat reservations - apparently resembled a pack of playing cards)

Reserve team an inaccurate description, but Alan Devonshire wasn't bluffing when he said "It's going to be time to use the squad": multiple changes, with Comley, Upward and Marks on the bench, plus Pritchard and Tarpey (and Clerima) missing out altogether

One jibe after another from the BBC Cumbria commentators re Carl Pentney ("He couldn't keep pigeons"), especially after the home side had equalised early in the second half (they were, however, very complimentary towards Sam Barratt)

Would probably have taken a draw before kick-off; it sounded as if we should've been more then one up at the break, and could've nicked it at the death (great save, then goal disallowed), but both Craig and Macleod (M) seemed happy enough with the point (if not the referee)

(Match highlights here)



League club alert! (proper League club as well: 112 years, albeit only one season - 1962/63 - in the top flight)

Eighty-seven points Orient had managed in 2013/14, good enough for third in League One; Maidenhead got 46 points that season, 'good enough' for 18th in the Conference South (another 'great achievement' by Drax)

You'd have gotten long odds, as recently as last season, on me giving up a Bank Holiday Monday in August to attend a Maidenhead United home game but I wasn't going to miss this, even if it meant cutting (slightly) short a long weekend at the in-laws; we left Monmouthshire after breakfast and had navigated the Second Severn Crossing before half ten

Tartan Army duty for Craig (#vilniusvacation), while Macleod (M) said that he'd meet me at the ground, so I walked into town on my own and had a pre-match lager in the new 'beer patio' area down the Canal End (benches required)

Our 'Kop' - the Bell End - was, unsurprisingly but no less irritatingly, allocated to away fans; the club prioritising expected gate receipts over the match day experience of Magpie supporters

NOT happy - any dispute with the Spiritualist Church, re an entrance down the Canal End (see the above photo), could/ should have been resolved YEARS ago if we'd bothered to build and use a turnstile down there when it was first suggested by MUSA and the original Supporter-Director (and, I'm sure, by others; hardly rocket surgery)


One-nil down early on; ANOTHER header, this time after Rene Steer - in his first appearance of the season - had been turned inside out

Reasonably safe to assume that Jake Hyde would've started if he wasn't injured (don't laugh!); Tarps didn't look anywhere near 100%

It was always going to be difficult in the second half - against full timers, in sweltering conditions, playing up the slope towards the away fans (only 734 in actuality; could've stuck them in the corner) - but we made a decent fist of it

End-to-end stuff, with both Carl Pentney and his opposite number kept on their toes; it just wouldn't fall for us, though, in their box 

No disgrace losing to an Orient side who are probably the best that we've played against so far this season; they were certainly hanging on at the end and I think that a draw would've been fair

Tranmere, Aldershot - or whoever - get the whole of the Bell End, moving forward, and I'll think twice about going

(Match highlights here)

Wednesday, 2 August 2017

Marking the occasion


 Maidenhead United 4-1 Mark Nisbet XI

My reaction upon being asked to contribute to the Mark Nisbet testimonial programme? Delighted.

My reaction upon being asked not to dwell on THAT team, season and career-defining goal from 1st May 2007, covered in detail elsewhere in the programme? Not so delighted!

Like another goal that is writ large in Magpies folklore – 'Royals rocked by Connor strike' – it is not so much the quality of the King's Lynn effort, nor the importance of the game, that makes it so special, more so that the scorer was such an unlikely source. Mark Nisbet – like Brian Connor before him – had many playing attributes, but a penchant for the spectacular wasn't one of them!

Nis made over 300 appearances for the club and so it was rather embarrassing that I struggled, initially, to think of many other stand out on-field moments. But then it was pointed out to me, by another Magpies fan, that the best defenders are often the ones you rarely notice. The same goes for captains. Rather sound positional play than having to rely on a last ditch tackle to prevent a goal. Rather leading by example than having to rely on fist-pumping histrionics to rally the troops.

That's not to say Nis didn't have his showy moments, both on-pitch (donning the gloves, following an injury to Billy Lumley, in a 1-1 draw at Thurrock in 2011/12) and off (a pink shirt and tie combo worn, as an injured spectator, when we beat Bromley in April 2013 to secure Conference South status for another year) but, more often than not, 'Nisbet won countless headers as time wound down' – as I wrote on the blog following an opening day win over Sutton United in 2014 – typified his work as a Maidenhead player.

He was good, though, very good. I remember a heated post-match debate in October 2008 with a Hampton & Richmond Borough employee (a steward or groundsman?) over who was the better centre half: Nisbet or Dean Wells, their captain. Wells would go on to be included in the Conference Premier Team of the Year 2013/14 (during his time with Braintree Town), command a five-figure transfer fee, and play nearly 100 games for Stevenage in League Two. I wouldn't have swapped him, however, for Nis. For a time, before injuries took their toll, our skipper was as good as you got in the Conference South.

And 'Nisbet the man' is seemingly as impressive as 'Nisbet the player'. Two examples:

Basingstoke Town, April 2008. Post-match beers in the sunshine following Fancy Dresslemania VIII. Magpie supporters were on tenterhooks waiting for news as to whether star striker Manny Williams would re-sign for next season, with financial negotiations ongoing. "I've already signed," Nisbet told us. "Signed before checking how much I'm going to get paid!" Now, this may or may not have been true. But the fact that it wasn't dismissed outright, by those who were there, says a lot.

Dartford, March 2011. An away day for the ages. The photo of us, stood in front of the Union flag that day, remains the Go Mad or Stop Caring avatar on twitter. A lamentable Magpies performance, though, which wasn't uncommon at the time; we lost 3-0 and were flattered by the scoreline. Only three players came over, at the end, to acknowledge the vociferous – and highly commended by Dartford – travelling support. Ashley Nicholls and Bobby Behzadi were two. The other, of course, was Mark Nisbet.

Things such as this explain why, when Nis decided to leave York Road in search of more playing time, he went with everyone's very best wishes … even allowing for the fact that he was joining Slough Town! They're lucky to have him. And not only because you-know-who play in the same division!

Sunday, 7 May 2017

Away Day Diary: Margate 0-3 Maidenhead United (29/04/17)

Fancy Dresslemania XVII


^^^ The 2016/17 Conference South fixtures were released on 6th July. When I noticed - straightaway - that Fancy Dresslemania XVII would be taking place at Margate, my instant reaction was that the KSG should go as Only Fools & Horses characters in homage to Jolly Boy's Outing, the classic 1989 Christmas special. By the end of the month I had purchased a sheepskin coat from eBay for £10 (which my in-laws collected, on my behalf, from Herefordshire). Over drinks at Christmas it was agreed that in addition to me as Del Boy, Macleod (C) would be going as Uncle Albert, Macleod (M) as Rodney, and Willie T as Trigger. Maidenhead were leading the league at Christmas. There was talk that, if we were lucky with injuries and suspensions, we might be in with a chance of promotion. But I don't think that many believed we'd last the pace at the top. We certainly didn't back in July; you'd have been laughed out of town for suggesting that Maidenhead would be title contenders. Indeed, that's exactly what happened when Ryan D said to me, in the clubhouse at Weston-super-Mare, immediately after Fancy Dresslemania XVI, "Forget the play-offs, (next year) we'll get automatic promotion!" The equivalent of "This time next year we'll be millionaires ... "

It was mentioned to me, on the train to Bath City at the beginning of April, that people probably think the lack of posts on here of late is down to Maidenhead doing so well under Alan Dev. To confirm: that's not the case. I've written before to explain that greater responsibilities at work and at home mean I haven't the time required. If things were different then this calendar year alone would've resulted in several Away Day Diaries of note: Gosport Borough, Hungerford Town, Chelmsford City, Weston (again), Bath itself, Truro City (ft. Hampton vs Wealdstone and a weekend in Newquay), plus accounts of home games with Slough Town (#stayingdown), Eastbourne Borough, Oxford City and, of course, Ebbsfleet United. (Perhaps a Season Review, during the summer, if time allows? UPDATE: fcvideo's excellent montage definitely worth a watch in the meantime; I particularly love the stand bouncing at Truro just before the 1 min mark!) As it is, I genuinely wonder how the likes of Gandermonium are able to be so prolific while having to make do, myself, with four photos and 140 characters on twitter. Speaking of which, the increase in the number of people watching Maidenhead these days, coupled with the continued saturation of social media - incl. vlogs, Facebook Live etc. - has led me to think of the blog as somewhat outmoded. Regardless, there was always going to be a post re the Margate game. As Craig is now quick to remind me: it's all about the fancy dress!






^^^ That's how big big this game was!



^^^ Usually the KSG will be on a train departing Maidenhead an hour or two before the hordes. Last Saturday, however, the platform was heaving with fans - in fancy dress and already in good voice - awaiting the 08:47. Earlier in April I had attended a 'Speaking with Impact' training seminar with work. We'd been tasked with preparing a five-minute talk on a topic of our choice. I'd opted for Fancy Dresslemania, discussing its increased popularity over the years and how proud I felt, seeing as we started the tradition back in 2001. 'From a handful to hundreds' was a phrase I used, adhering to one of the pointers - use of alliteration - that we'd been given. 'Hundreds' was artistic licence ... or so I thought. I was pleasantly surprised by how many were in costume, particularly at this hour!


^^^ You know it makes sense!


^^^ Some of the other costumes. I'd been resigned to there being at least one other Del Boy. Nope, just me. Lovely jubbly!


^^^ Uncle Albert had clearly been on a computer course!


^^^ Britney Spears?


^^^ We were joined at Slough (#stayingdown) by ex-player Mickey 'Vialli' Creighton - 198 starts, 78 goals - with his better half, both in costume, and Steve Attrell (more on him later). Plus this doughnut.


^^^ Disaster at Paddington. No, not bumping into Corey Jesus and some other HAYU fans dressed as Power Rangers. Rather our lack of experience re travelling in a large (ish) groups got the better of us and we inadvertently splintered.


^^^ On the Hammersmith & City line.


^^^ Some (incl. Rodney) legged it for the 10:06 from St Pancras. Del, Albert and Trigger managed to catch the scheduled 10:22 departure with time to spare. Others only just about made it. Shambles. Del wasn't happy. Mon dieu!


^^^ To be fair to Rodney, he did get off the quicker, earlier train at Ebbsfleet to join us on the slower, later train. And he did take the opportunity to pose for a photo with LCG Sanjay and an inflatable trophy. The only trophy that would be held aloft in Ebbsfleet that day!


^^^ Elsie Partridge?


^^^ Arrival in Margate, as planned, just before midday.


^^^ This mural was around the corner from the train station, on the A28, overlooking the seafront.


^^^ Cue lots of photos, incl. one that made it to the Football Away Days page on Facebook.


^^^ The travelling hordes set up shop in the Wetherspoons while the KSG went in search of our Airbnb accommodation. Fair play to Albert for thinking of this as an option, with the Premier Inn and other budget hotels all booked up (it was, after all, a bank holiday weekend); we ended up with a characterful, three storey, four bed, Victorian terraced house close to the Old Town. Cost? £28.75 each.


^^^ Alcohol was consumed and songs were sung. Dan Darlington's ears, if not his eyes, could attest to this.


^^^ The KSG's first port of call though, post check-in, was the Lifeboat. Decent, reasonably-priced ales but we were joined on the benches outside by a particularly crazed jakey. 'Why didn't you just go inside?' I hear you ask? Cloughie was in there.


^^^ Grim, one of our good friends from Wealdstone, had thoroughly recommended Fez and the Harbour Arms. The former was just around the corner and so we headed there. What a place! Up there for 'pub of the season'. Their quality ales were just £3 a pint. Needless to say, we stayed until taxis ferried us to the ground, just before 3pm. ("Derek Blow's my Grandad" :-D )


^^^ My first visit to Hartsdown Park. Up Down there with Poole, Whitehawk, Concord, East Thurrock, and Truro, in the list of truly sh!t Conference South grounds. No terracing at all behind the goal we were attacking (thankfully) in the first half, as evidenced above by a photo of the LCG Subbuteo team.


^^^ I decided to head for the burger van. I started queuing, between a Havant & Waterlooville fan and a chicken - and behind a gaggle of non-playing members of the MUFC squad (Kieron Forbes, James Hammond, Josh Kelly and, GMOSC Player of the Season, Charlie 'Surf Dud' Wassmer) - before Harry Pritchard opened the scoring with a free kick in the 14th minute. I was still waiting as Rodney jumped the queue to join me after the half time whistle had sounded. Abysmal service. "We get an early goal, second half, and it's party time," I remember saying ...



^^^ Carnage. Everyone knew what this goal likely meant, not least the players.


^^^ A third goal - Pritchard's second (via a Sean Marks deflection?) - sealed the deal. Conga time! Dan Darlington called it.


^^^ Snippet from the Non League Paper's match report the following day. A libellous statement: we hadn't touched a drop of water! Conga tweet #1. Conga tweet #2 (Trigger and his broom! :-D )


^^^ Delirium. Singing, hugging, the collective shaking of heads in disbelief that 'it' - Maidenhead United winning a league for the first time since 1962 - was actually happening. This last half hour or so probably as good as it will ever get. Those wanting to re-live the moment are in luck as Maidenhead Taxi OntimeCars was live!


^^^ You are my Bell End.


^^^ This was the gist of an announcement made over the tannoy. Fat chance! Links to videos of the inevitable pitch invasion: @fc_video, @MUFCYorkRoad, @Stax1970, @BBCBerkshire, @TheNationalLge.


^^^ This, Drax, is what a half decent goalkeeper looks like! (Carl Pentney, not Del Boy!)


^^^ Rodney had headed straight for the changing rooms and Alan Dev. He's name-checked by the manager about 10 mins or so into an interview on the Advertiser podcast. Promotion to the Football League is, apparently, the new target. Chateauneuf du pape!


^^^ As Christian Smith mentioned on twitter, the celebrations were tiring!


^^^ Too much for some! (Scouse Mick, BTW, had gotten in as a 'consession' [sic] )


^^^ I took and tweeted this photo either side of calling my Dad. He pointed out that my late Grandad, who first brought me to York Road as a toddler in 1985, would've been overjoyed by this title win. Indeed. It made me think of other absent friends. #emotional Anyway, the aforementioned tweet prompted a slew of congratulations. Callum the Dover Athletic fan was among the first. 'One long whingefest about who's club is more sh!t' he had written on his blog to describe the post match beers that followed our 2-2 draw at Fancy Dresslemania XII in 2012. (And he wasn't wrong.) Next season, Dover vs Maidenhead will be a National League fixture! Pas de Calais, Rodney, pas de Calais!


^^^ To the clubhouse, eventually, and my Only Fools & Horses 'In Your Pocket' voicebox - which had been delighting me, and unsuspecting members of the public, if not my travelling companions - ran out of juice. Rodney mentioned that a Fancy Dresser of my experience should've had a miniature screwdriver and spare battery to hand. He had a point. Margate were holding their end of season awards and one steward kept shushing us, despite the fact that it was the bar staff who were making the offending noise. Still, Margate were excellent hosts in general and I'd like to wish them all the very best; hopefully they can make a return to the Conference South sooner rather than later.


^^^ Photo taken while Trigger, the Creightons, and Steve Attrell, waited for their taxi (and before the Trotters waved off the team coach, en route to Wembley and the big fight).


^^^ Steve A is the younger brother of MUFC Hall of Famer Garry. Banned from watching his hometown team, Slough Town (#staying down), or at least from travelling on their supporters coach, he hopped on the Maidenhead bandwagon. And I bet he's glad that he did! He's a welcome addition to the group, if only because of his amusing Facebook updates!


^^^ The Trotters, Craig, and the Smiths, walked back into town. Several Whitehawk stickers were Bellended as we went.


^^^ Most had caught the train home - jumping out at a certain station en route to point out, in song form, that a certain football team had finished second with 96 points fcuked it up - by the time that we made it to the Wetherspoons. Kevin - longtime Tartan Army and Chelsea mate of Craig's - bought us a bottle of champagne. Tres bien ensemble!


^^^ We left the Wetherspoons shortly before 9pm. Del Boy went on the beach for a selfie. Both of the above photos were taken at more-or-less the same time. The noticeable difference in light and colour can probably be explained by the fact that Del's mobile phone was likely made in Albania.


^^^ Back to Fez. 'York next season then?' texted the wife, expectantly. Alas.


^^^ Craig, Albert, and Rodney, watched the boxing in a packed Imperial Lounge, which was as godawful as it's name suggests. Del sat outside, overlooking the beach and chatting with a hen party, before leading the way to the Nag's Head Wig & Pen. Conversation, sat outside here (above), centered on 'turning points' of the season. Whitehawk in August (our first away win in nine months), Ryan Upward's late winner vs the same opposition in mid-Feb (on the back of defeat at Hemel), and the 1-0 win at Chelmsford in early March (which took us back to the top, a position that we wouldn't relinquish), were among the nominations. Unlike Weston, for example, this seaside town wasn't lively at all, especially bearing in mind that this was a bank holiday weekend. The only nightclub in the vicinity appeared to be Kabuki. Japanese for 'hellhole', one imagines. We headed back to the Airbnb, via a kebab shop, and were home not long after midnight. Albert raided the fridge for cheese and Bailey's. Del and Rodney fell asleep on the sofa. It had been a long and momentous day.


^^^ Up bright and early (!) on the Sunday. After a fry-up at the Old Town T Stall, we headed to the Stone Pier.


^^^ The Harbour Arms was, sadly, shut - which rather sums Margate up - so instead we had coffee in the artisan cafe next door.


^^^ All smiles. Still champions!


^^^ < insert 'Maidenhead in Dreamland' caption here >

Dreamland, of course, is the National League. Possible destinations for Fancy Dresslemania XVIII include Hartlepool, Gateshead, Macclesfield, Wrexham, Torquay, Chester ... or Sutton for a third time! Incredible. To put this achievement into some perspective, there will be an open top bus parade on Saturday. (Don't laugh!) The last time Maidenhead players took a bus ride around town was when Drax attempted to end another York Road winless run by pretending that we had an away game!

^^^ Thanks to the players and management staff, for making the dream become a reality. Also to the KSG and friends (particularly those who have provided photos for this piece), plus fellow members of Alan Devonshire's Black & White Army in general, who have contributed immensely to the experience. And to those from other clubs who have sent their congratulations. See you next season!



*** MORE MARGATE PHOTO GALLERIES: Maidenhead Advertiser, Marc Keinch, MUFC Facebook.