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“Dad, can I have my picture taken with Jurgen Klopp?” “Jurgen Klopp? That’s Brian Churchill.”
It wasn’t that long ago that the idea of going down the ground and watching Dorch would be something you’d feel more obligated to do rather than something you’d enjoy. Sure, it would be nice to see a few old faces and have some beers of varying quality, but the actual game itself would…
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“Why did you take JD to the Vic? You could have at least gone somewhere decent.”
There are many prestigious awards ceremonies with a multitude of coveted titles. You have The Oscars, BAFTAS, Cannes Film Festival and many more. TSOF end of season awards are definitely not in this category, but that will not stop them from being awarded. All things considered, it hasn’t been a bad season at all…
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“I’ve not even got a good title quote for the blog, which sums Totton up for me.”
Last weekend’s defeat away at Basingstoke (a game we really should have won) meant that our impressive unbeaten run came to a disappointing end at the penultimate hurdle. It’s testament to the players – and of course management – that we have gone from battling relegation at Christmas to now being disappointed to lose…
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“There’s more chance of us getting asbestosis in here, than getting served.”
I wasn’t planning of coming back to the UK for Easter, but sometimes a few things align that takes all decision making out of your control. This is what vegans, yogi’s and our very own Tom Goddard would call “the universe sending you a message.” In this instance, it was much simpler. Dorch are…
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“A thirty minute walk? You can literally see it from here and read the fucking signs we’re that close.”
There have been times recently when us going behind was the death knell for that particular game. The amount of games where we’ve been 0-0 at halftime to inevitably go behind and succumb to a 2-0 or a 3-0 loss in this godforsaken league is no doubt a big number. As recently as earlier…
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“Why did he throw his jacket off and pace around? Does he think he’s Ric fucking Flair?”
Nearly all day Wednesday and for part of the time at the ground, most of us thought that our game at Totton would be called off. There was a couple of minutes when we were 3-0 down that we’d have all been glad or a torrential downpour or a floodlight failure. But come the…
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“He’s been training for Marcus Rashford all week. I’m not sure that my half volleys and Bracknell’s pitch are quite what he’s prepared for.”
A solo trip to Bracknell didn’t exactly have the hallmarks of a decent day out, logistical difficulties on the way there made it seem even more of a fool’s errand. But come five o’clock and having got three precious, and very deserved, points to move us out of the bottom three, I was very…
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“Feet sticking to the floor, table isn’t flat, bogs have half-eaten bananas in them.”
There have been times over the past few seasons when I’d have not watched Dorch if they were playing at the end of my garden – a very metaphorical garden, I live in a fourth floor flat in Peckham, so no gardens here – but an uptick in form and performances have seen me…