"As for Maidenhead, the conga (which was amusing) aside, some of the oddest chants I've ever heard at a football match" ~ localboy86, Apr. 2015
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Saturday, 31 March 2018

2017/18 Diary ~ March

Gastroenteritis was not the best preparation for the weekend … although, thinking about the vomit-inducing hot mess that was to follow, perhaps it was!

Adjectives that could also apply to describe both the Magpies' performance AND the 'International Stadium' within the constituency of the latest MP to post hilarious tweet about 'getting one over' the Prime Minister:

Tragic

Embarrassing

Shit

Hellish

Execrable

Atrocious

Dreadful

(Match highlights here)

Back when this fixture was (re)scheduled to take place in late February, on the Tuesday after the Macclesfield game, I had agreed to drive

Our six-hour (or thereabouts) train journey on Sunday - it took almost as long to get from King's Cross to Maidenhead as it did to get from Newcastle to King's Cross, thanks to a points failure (or summat) at Slough - gave me time to reflect, though, on some of my recent life choices

Rather sit at home and catch up with Shetland on BBC iPlayer, before settling down with a mug of Ovaltine to finish reading The Man With The Golden Gun, than travel to Meadow Park (or even listen to the match commentary)

Every other online list that I've seen ranks either Moonraker or Casino Royale as the best James Bond novel, yet I was left disappointed by them - the first two (by Ian Fleming) that I'd read - possibly because the unsavoury elements of Fleming's writing (e.g. casual racism, misogyny) came as such a shock

However, I was pleasantly surprised by You Only Live Twice TMWTGG - lower expectations, perhaps?

Anyway, as much as the recent Tyneside humiliation has put me off football, for the moment, s'pose I'd better write something on topic …

Maidenhead's starting line-up looked stronger: Rene Steer recovered from a concussion, Harold Odametey and Harry Pritchard returned to their respective wing positions (please don't play them anywhere else, Dev, unless you absolutely have to), and James Comley was back from his latest 'rest'

When it became apparent that Comley was missing - again - on Saturday, I'd feared the worst (not a 7-1 tonking, like, but still); there have been long-standing rumours that the ex-St Albans City man and the gaffer don't see eye-to-eye, and if that is accurate then replacing the former's creativity, in the middle of the park, should be a high priority this summer

One-nil down to an early Morgan Ferrier goal, which didn't bode well

One-all, though, the final score; Moses Emmanuel equalised on the half-hour mark and, by all accounts, we were the better side after the break

Draw was a decent result (for the likes of Wrexham, as well as for us) and, as Dennis Greene - not very popular, apparently, with the Boston United fans that Keith had met on his way to Gateshead - once said: "There's nothing better than a point on the road"

(Match highlights here)

Back when the Anchor was the place to drink - before and after games at the Mecca of Football, across the road - there was a rather impressive, if I say so myself, scarf mural (briefly mentioned in this blog post); the Bluebirds were, for a long time (if not full stop?), the only away fans to contribute

A 1-0 midweek win at York Road in the Second Round of the 2009/10 FA Trophy formed part of their run to the final at Wembley, where they beat Stevenage Borough by the odd goal in three

Revenge came in the form of our own away win (2-0), also in the Second Round of the FA Trophy, in 2013/14 #barrowtwelve

Rugby - final round of Six Nations matches - on the TV, whilst minding the little one, for me on Saturday; once again, I gave the BBC Radio Berkshire commentary a swerve, although this was certainly not an indictment of the work Adam Whitty et al. have been doing

Our lowest National League attendance to date at York Road - 1,030; more than double our season-high league attendance from as recently as 2013/14 - witness to a 1-0 defeat vs the relegation-threatened visitors (reduced to ten men, thanks to a second yellow card for ex-Sutton midfielder Bedsenté Gomis); still a case, therefore, of 'so near but yet so far' re Dev's safety target of 50 points

Whilst I won't be going to nearly as many games next season, Fancy Dresslemania XIX remains firmly on my radar, and I don't have any desire for that to take place at Holker Street (sorry, Barrow fans); I'd much rather Torquay survived but, despite our best efforts to make that happen (with 80% of league games played, we account for 18% of their goals and 20% of their points!), it doesn't look likely

(Match highlights here)

Eight years, this August, since the Macleods and I got ejected from our opening day win at Stonebridge Road on trumped-up charges of 'foul and abusive language' and 'threatening behaviour' 'making children cry'

Bans that subsequently followed, as unjust as they were, were probably a good thing in the long run: better ways to spend Saturday afternoons than routinely following a football club around the country as the fixture list dictates

Beating Nathan Ashmore, Anthony Cook, Danny Kedwell, et al. 3-2 away was one of the most satisfying results of our Conference South title-winning season, according to Macleod (M), but I don't regret missing that game; I have no desire to return to the Kuflink Stadium (as it's currently known) … which, thinking about it, would be somewhat problematic if we were ever due to play there on the last (Saturday) away game of a season!

Stroll to the Shire Horse for lunch (cod goujons, i.e. fish finger, sandwich and a pint of Rebellion's Relativity; both decent) after an unwanted doorstep confab earlier in the day: I'd stepped out onto a (shockingly) cold and wet driveway - wearing just my boxers and a dressing gown - to put a nappy in the bin and was greeted by a Jehovah's Witness (next weekend is, apparently, 'the annual celebration of Jesus Christ's death')

Flapjacks and a flare: I was helping to make the former, as the Youth (presumably) celebrated Harry Pritchard's 81st-minute equaliser by letting off the latter (it seems that we played well and deserved a point, which I'd have happily taken pre-match)

Limping towards our long-held safety target, though, in a rather agonising fashion; simply staying in this tough division will, of course, be a terrific achievement, but after some notable scalps earlier in the campaign, it's a bit of a shame to see our form tail off as it has done of late (Ebbsfleet came into this match atop the four-game form table, whilst we were bottom - hopefully we can kick on again, once we've finally broken through the psychological barrier (?) of 50 points

Envious of our friends at Wealdstone, who had a big Semi-Final second leg (which, sadly, they lost); this felt like our year in the Trophy and getting knocked out at Stockport after dominating the first game and then leading 2-0 in the replay, is a black mark against 2017/18

Excuses are not, thankfully, Dev's style; it was absolutely the correct decision to keep faith with the players who won us the title - I have previously criticised Drax for needlessly breaking up our Southern League promotion-winning team - but I think he'll appreciate that next season could be a slog if the doesn't strengthen the squad in the summer (Nb. James Comley was conspicuous by his absence vs Ebbsfleet; it seems that he went off injured the previous weekend.)

Two million pounds (GBP) is what Ebbsfleet lost - not spent, LOST - finishing second to Maidenhead United last season! Time to share this video again (Is there an extended version? I seem to remember seeing an extended version in the immediate aftermath of Margate.)

(Match highlights here)

Second time this season that I've missed a match-up with Paul 'tell Superman to shut up!' Doswell's charges: I was in Rye, East Sussex, for our 2-0 away win in September and at the in-laws for Good Friday

Understand that our friends at Gandermonium have press accreditation for this summer's ConIFA World Cup, so perhaps, I'll catch up with them then … although the standout fixture - Panjab vs Western Armenia, at Slough Town, on a Saturday in early June - coincides with my Dad's birthday! #jinxed

Truly remarkable that the U's - familiar Isthmian League opponents of ours over the years - hosted Leeds United and Arsenal in the FA Cup last season and are now on the cusp of promotion to the Football League; it was only ten years ago that they finished rock bottom of the Conference South table with a measly 24 points (a 1-1 draw with them at York Road, over the 2007 festive period, had prompted the first calls - that I remember - for the sacking of Drax)

Torquay was not segregated, but Sutton was?! At least the decision - probably made by Thames Valley Police after taking one look at the league table and factoring in the Bank Holiday (allowing them to stand around, picking their noses in the buffer zone on double pay) - afforded one celebrity fan suitable protection from the travelling horde

On/ off commentary from @SUFCTV (presumably, the monsoon conditions played havoc with their equipment): I only heard three goals described live, and so, as far as I'm concerned, we won the first half 2-1 (Pritchard, Hyde; Walton)

Not a good day for Sutton: our match was abandoned at the break (seemingly the correct decision; more questionable was starting the game in the first place) - with little or no sympathy from the hosts - and then Macclesfield won at Woking with the very last kick (the former have a knack for late goals and appear destined to go up as champions)

(Match highlights here)

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Saturday, 30 September 2017

2017/18 Diary ~ September


September - the month of my birth! #virgo

Usually, a busy one for me and this would be no exception: originally the plan was for a long weekend with the family, on my actual birthday (Saturday 9th), but Halifax away took precedence and, as the wife vetoed staying somewhere nearby (i.e. Hebden Bridge), our trip - to, it transpired, Rye in East Sussex - was brought forward

Transfer deadline day shock as talisman Tarpey sealed an 11th hour move to Barnet; his stats - 98 goals in 139 starts - don't even begin to cover it #legend

Text from Willie T - 'Oh oh oh oh, makes me wanna dance' - as I waited patiently for 5pm, in the sun trap that is the Ypres Castle Inn pub garden (#topten), to check the final score on Twitter (he'd given away that we'd upset the league leaders by a 2-0 scoreline; great result full stop, let alone in our first game without the man who, according to some ignoramuses, made us a one-man team)

Odametey, Harold (aka Sauce) with our game-clinching second goal; particularly pleasing as his energetic midfield displays, since signing in the summer from Humpton, have really caught the eye and - if his Twitter timeline is anything to go by - he's a character to boot

No new striker required, then? I dunno about that: while I'm pleased (to varying degrees) that Adrian Clifton, Jake Hyde and Sean Marks are at the club - and Sam Barratt might well continue to excel in the free role behind a target man - Dev is wise enough to know what is needed … it's more a question of whether he can get it

(Match highlights here)



Happy birthday to me! 9th September last fell on a Saturday in 2006; goals from Craig O'Connor (2) and Abdul Osman helped secure a 3-1 win - our first of the Southern League season - at Halesowen

An early start; I had just enough time to reset my Paddy Power password and lump on '2-0 to Maidenhead' @ 16/1 (#makesmewannadance) before meeting Macleod (M) for the walk into town to catch - it would transpire - the 07:41 train with Craig and Willie T

List of pre-match pubs, as determined by Craig (using CAMRA's Good Beer Guide app), went as follows: the Gundog (five pints - Stuart had met us at Leeds - cost £12.50), the Barum Top Inn (this round was even cheaper: £10.95), the Victorian Craft Beer Café (£18, incl. some black pudding pork pies; Crouch End Brewery's Simcoe my 'Beer of the Day') and the Three Pigeons (excellent boozer this, ergo we went in again after the final whistle)

Intriguing game in the sense that I think you could justifiably argue a comfortable (i.e. 3-0) win for them would've been fair, or that we deserved a draw: we weren't at our best, but Sean Marks missed a great chance at 0-0 and, generally, the Magpies didn't have the rub of the green against an impressive home side containing five or six standout players (goalkeeper with a first-half wonder save; powerful centre-halves made life very difficult for Marks; right-winger outpaced Alan Massey for the first; left-winger - with a stupid haircut - bamboozled the usually rock-solid Remy Clerima for the other goals; bald-headed beanpole striker won pretty much everything in the air)

Frozen (as in Disney, not extremely cold) cake - reduced to £2 - was purchased from a Tesco Express, along with the more usual carry out staples of alcohol and lard, en route to the train station (via the rather breath-taking Piece Hall)

A boisterous bunch of Scunny lads, plus the delightful Diane from Donny, helped eat the (stale) cake and also joined in with the singing of 'Happy Birthday'

Xcellent fun, basically, despite the result; a birthday that will live long in the memories

(Match highlights here)



Thirty thousand plus saw Tranmere lose 1-0 at Newcastle in a Football League Div One encounter on 10th October 1992; on the same day, in Isthmian League Div One, 323 people - the second-highest attendance of the season - watched Maidenhead draw 0-0 at Bishop's Stortford #contrast

Reaching the playoffs for the recently-created Premier League was something of a habit for Tranmere in the early 90s: three consecutive seasons - 1992/93, 1993/94, 1994/95 - Rovers came tantalisingly close to the top flight

An inauspicious start, though, to their second non-league campaign: 14th position at the beginning of play was well below par for Micky Mellon's pre-season title favourites

No Marks (injured, so not even on the bench), Smith or Kilman in the starting XI for this one; replaced by Clifton, Mulley (who later hobbled off, subbed by Hyde) and Steer

MAID section of the Bell End given over to the 308 away fans - looked to be fewer in number than Wrexham - because (1.) heavy rainfall and (2.) the police were presumably OK with it after much pre-match discussion (see above photo); I look forward to us getting similar treatment at an away ground sometime soon *rolls eyes*

Ex-Bristol Rovers midfielder Jeff Hughes (129 games and 28 goals for the Gas; two caps for Northern Ireland) into the book, for a foul on James Comley, just before the end of an even and largely uneventful first-half

Right foot of Harry Pritchard not just for standing: he made a decent connection with a drilled cross from Harold Odametey to send the Bell End - or the NHEAD UNITED section, at least - into raptures

Even if/ when we go down - and, as predicted before a ball was kicked, I'm confident that won't happen this season - we'll always have this: an 88th-minute winner down the Bell End to clinch a well-deserved victory over a club that played in the Football League Cup Final at Wembley as recently as 2000 #magic

(Match highlights here)

Barry Rake's stupendous Di Canio-esque scissor-kick volley - arguably THE best Maidenhead United goal that I've witnessed in the flesh (certainly pre-Tarpey) - is what I first think of when Boreham Wood is mentioned, despite the fact that goal was actually vs Enfield (who were ground-sharing at Meadow Park back in September 2001)

Our last league meeting with the Wood came in March 2015, when we lost 1-0 at York Road in front of 397 people; just an extra 954 there on Saturday!

Rest game for me; a rather obvious choice for someone trying to juggle football fandom and a young family, falling as it did between Halifax/ Tranmere and Chester away

EVERY Maidenhead fan should be happy, tweeted Macleod (M) in response to news that the match wasn't segregated, i.e. Magpie supporters once more had the run of the Bell End – amen to that!

Home side domination early doors, at least according to reports I read on Twitter after returning from a walk to Wessex Way shops and playground

Adrian Clifton - impressive as an attacking midfielder/ false nine during his first spell at the club; likened by Drax to Yaya Toure; Manager's Player of the Year in 2013/14 - with the (controversial) opening goal; good for him because, despite scoring in our 1-1 draw at Barrow and visibly growing into the game vs Tranmere, it's safe to say that not everyone on the terraces is convinced that he's got what it takes to be Sean Marks' deputy

Mark Nisbet - peak Mark Nisbet - was compared favourably by yours truly to Dean Wells in the programme notes for the former's pre-season testimonial; Wells featured for the Wood on Saturday, lining up in defence alongside ex-Bristol Rovers and Exeter City right-back Danny Woodards (70 games/ 4 goals for the Gas)

Willie T with another 'Makes me wanna dance' text, indicating 2-0 to the Mags; Ryan Upward - back from injury - with our second

Oh no! It flashed up on Final Score that Mark Ricketts - Wells' central defensive partner - had halved the deficit in the 91st minute; thankfully, no more than a consolation

One point - one measly point - is what I'd been expecting, in all honesty, from this week's two home games; to win both was an excellent response to defeat at Halifax

Didn't think we'd struggle in the National League, let alone end up getting relegated, but to be fifth after 11 games (a quarter of the season, more or less) ... Wowzers!

(Match highlights here)



Chosen as a 'weekender' - trains and accommodation booked - within days of the fixtures getting released; Macleod (C) would be flying over from Dublin for this one (three countries in one day!)

Homework by Craig re the pre-match pub crawl: Mill Hotel (intended pub #1 - Ye Old Cottage Inn, opposite a 'private shop' on Brook Street - apparently doesn't open until 2pm on Saturdays!), the Cellar (where Graham - Craig's oldest friend - would join us after interrupting a family visit to Bury), Artichoke (we'd also been joined by Stuart and James, and the Old Harkers Arms wouldn't allow children) and, finally, the Town Crier (pub of convenience, opposite the train station taxi rank)

Emlyn, my old Maidenhead Boys teammate, had driven over from Warrington - where he lives - for the game … although he probably wishes that he hadn't: the Magpies conceded early and were abject throughout (our first 'defeat by more than one goal' in 54 games, against a club that hadn't won at home since December!)

Second-rate, shit, and shocking were put forward as descriptions of the performance; as bad as I can remember since Dev came back (and certainly a poor return on the £18 admission price)

The food and the officiating shouldn't escape censure: both ran the Magpies close in terms of crapness (Chester weren't all that either, with only striker James Akintunde standing out)

Evening pub crawl, after check-in to the Holiday Inn Express, featured the following stops: the Cross Keys ("We're all going on a Joule's Tap House tour". Nantwich? Check. Chester? Tick. Next stop? Wrexham.), the Brewery Tap (football talk, in this former Jacobean banqueting hall, was banned in favour of topics including 'favourite scenes from Tarantino movies' and 'possible destinations for our next Germany trip'), Ye Olde King's Head (where we chatted with an octogenarian about her love of Whitesnake while watching a band from Altrincham - the Session - who's singer had a voice as impressive as her little black dress), and - after both Rosie's and Cruise had refused to admit me and Macleod (C), due to our footwear, and we'd had a nosey around the Night Church - the Victoria (rather cramped and reminded me - not in a good way - of some of the places we went to in Newquay)

Redemption (of sorts) for #chesterweekender in the sense that (1.) both train journeys were relatively effortless (outward in particular flew by, as we chatted a Man City fan - 'Northern Jimbo' - en route to the Etihad from Twickenham), and (2.) we enjoyed a pleasant walk around the City Walls - killing time before the 12:33 train home - taking in such sights as the Racecourse (the oldest in England, no less), the River Dee, Roman ruins … plus the ubiquitous Gandermonium stickers!

(Match highlights here)


Getting a PASE scheme - or similar - set up was something that I used to bang on about, fairly incessantly, on the old Advertiser forum

Unadulterated joy would be an exaggeration, but it's safe to say that I was pleased when, in March 2015, the club announced a formal link with the Berkshire College of Agriculture

I actually made my BCA debut on Saturday, attending their Family Zoo Day; the raccoons, African pygmy goats, and cotton-top tamarins, in particular, sparking maniacal laughter from Junior

Sorry to see that ex-Magpie Adam Lockwood had been sacked - back in August - as Lions manager; the league table would suggest that his replacement, former Barrow boss Paul Cox, has a tough job on his hands

Evidence sought that Chester was an aberration; as discussed last Sunday, during our navigation of the City Walls, Maidenhead's reaction to that lamentable performance would be all-important

Loved Dev's pre-match comments in the Advertiser; no excuses (unlike you-know-who)

Easy win (Upward, Pritchard and Comley - his first for the club - with the goals); just what the Doctor Ashley Nicholls ordered

Your father's Maidenhead United? No. Re-confirmed.

(Match highlights here)

PREVIOUS INSTALMENT: August

Monday, 9 March 2015

Stripes is the pits


Went to York Road at the weekend; my first home game of the calendar year. Enjoyed the day, albeit the football was as bad as the score line was predictable (Craig actually mentioned it had ‘0-0 written all over it’, just minutes before Boreham Wood scored). 

CBA to write anything about the game, on here, in addition to my post on the Conference South forum. I will, however, comment on my visit to Stripes at HT. Thumbs up re the Roasted Nuts; lovely drop and about time the fans had something decent to drink in there. Disappointed not to have spotted the ‘Thank You’ certificate from Parkinson’s UK, though, and had to laugh at the following ...


^^^ 543 league games for Maidenhead United (more than anyone else), over an 11 year period, and at least one person couldn’t get this name right!


^^^ Correct spelling, as per the (still jumbled) Hall of Fame.


^^^ ‘How long do you give it?’ I asked, rhetorically, three years ago (when the above photo was taken). TBF, it lasted (much) longer than I thought it would! Seriously, though, we raised more than £1200 – and generated good publiciteh for the cloob – so I would think it right and proper if the certificate made a reappearance.

M.U.F.F.