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Before Saturday’s game, there was no plan whatsoever to do a blog on the afternoon’s festivities against Basingstoke. At about a quarter to five with us 2-1 down, I was already preparing to erase any trace of the game from my memory. However, come six o’clock, it felt like there had to be some…
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Being dragged to the footie by the old man has been a Boxing Day tradition for me from a very young age, mostly to see us get a hammering by Weymouth. Our last proper derby game with a Boxing Day victory came in 2004 when Groover scored a hat-trick in a 4-1 victory over…
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Once upon a time this blog recited debaucherous tales of quite unsociable antics in National League towns and Southern League villages, bisected by 90 minutes of utterly dreadful football. In fact we became quite good at it and more than a handful of you enjoyed reading our frivolous activities such as Spuddy throwing up…
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It’s only right that we start this blog with a moment of reflection for the loss of one of the town’s oldest establishments. This was going to be a memorial for Ant leaving the WhatsApp group after a week-long debate over Hastey’s red card against Hungerford, but, to absolutely no one’s surprise, he came…
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My first time writing anything other than an email or text since the days of the old fans’ online forum on a Monday morning – Kempy out! Sorry, old habits. Anyway, onto the day. As usual, any Saturday starts with a gym session at Reluco, and a shout out to former Dorchester keeper and…