
Alright. It’s been a while since we done one of these, so it’s apologies if you’ve been missing your TSOF blog content. But we’re back! We invite you to endure another of our belated ramblings, and a first for the 2026-27 campaign. This could be down to the collective hangover of relegation from the…

In a relegation fight you need to have people who are prepared to battle in the trenches on your side, and on Saturday we say this literally and figuratively as the mud-caked players left with a vital three points at Yate, and Columbo fell over in the mud twice in an attempt at an…

Somewhere, there is a parallel universe that sees Dorch having another really good season. Following a convincing 3-0 home win over Walton that set the tone, we sit comfortably in the playoff picture with a rock solid defence, a potent attack, Tom Smith’s Dosed Coffee is available at the snack bar, and the Gorge…

In this world nothing can be said to be certain, except death, taxes and Dorch bottling derby day. It’s a safer guarantee than socks for Christmas, and spoiler alert… this year was to be no different. Our record against “the rectum of Dorset” (Liddle, R. 2025) is truly, truly abysmal. We had only won 38…

The phrase that football is a ‘funny old game’ doesn’t really ring true at the moment as I’ve had next to fuck all to laugh at watching Dorch this season. From pre-season optimism to a poor start, false dawns involving a step forward to be immediately followed by two steps back, to the somewhat…

Grief and emotional comedowns can do strange things to people — and affect their future. I’m not referring to the loss of a family member, or a night out at Motion in Bristol circa 2012, but rather the play-off final against Totton in the summer, which, quite frankly, was a shitshow of a performance…