Celebrating a rare victory. (and Tom doing his ‘special’ face.) The day started off with the usual routine: Tom and Fred getting to the pub ridiculously early, Eames texting us asking where we were as we had forgotten to let him know the plans and me, stuck on a train 20 minutes late. Again. Usual protocol was being observed by the players too, with the now-customary Saturday morning pull-outs this week being fulfilled by Vickers, Smeets and Jake Rowley. It meant a debut for new signing Sam Lanaham who joined from some park outfit over Bournemouth way (No, not Poole…

Bromley. Fucking Bromley.  No one actually enjoys going there do they?! Least of all the frankly quite strange residents who live there. Which perhaps goes some way to explaining why they are currently opposing plans to extend the Wimbledon tram link through the town – presumably in a desperate attempt to resist shortening their commute home, thus ensuring they spend less time at home – in fucking Bromley. One thing however that the place does have going for it – according to the South-East London residing Max – is a bloody good Waitrose. And given that a Waitrose is undeniably…

Maidenhead United away. It’s fair to say (and I think I speak on behalf of plenty other DTFC supporters) this is one of my favourite away days in non-league football.  Let’s get to basics. The club has history, with their characteristic York Road stadium being the oldest continuously used football stadium in the world. A town which has numerous pubs within close proximity of the ground and not to mention the famous Honeypot “club” located next door. That’s the potted history out of the way. From personal experience, I’ve had the pleasure of watching the Durnovarians here on four previous…