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“Didn’t you get chased with a baseball bat away at Bradford?”…. “Na, it was with a knife at Swindon away.”
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They say that the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. Well, welcome to the gift that keeps on giving, the apparent insanity that is watching Dorchester Town FC away from home. Given we’re a club that has won 6 games in total on the…
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“I’m going to have to go early, Charlie has rolled in shit and needs a wash.”
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Midweek games are the saviour of the working man/woman. A way of breaking up the working grind and giving an opportunity to moan about different things. Although moaning is something that has been oddly absent in recent weeks. Vastly improved performances and results with largely the same squad that looked so poor under Laird,…
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“I know it’s not great, but Dunstable does have one of the best cemeteries in the country.”
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The logic of a football fan is often very illogical. For example, given we’ve lost 5 from 6 and have a goal difference of -20, why would I want to spend my afternoon in bloody Dunstable of all places? Well I’m not known for my sanity and it turned out to be a worthwhile…
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“I once shit in a Sports Direct bag. Don’t tell anyone though.”
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If you look back at the last 2 Dorchester away days at Hitchin, they both had a very different feel to them. A 0-0 draw in one of the most boring and typical ‘end of season’ games 2 seasons ago, and a tight 3-2 loss that all but ended of play off hopes last…
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“Who was even playing? The Cincinnati Blow Jobs?”
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Most of my Sundays off are usually spent hungover and watching football, and this one was no exception. The only difference was that rather than watching the Premier League, a division that as a Pompey fan I lost interest in back in 2010, my own super Sunday would comprise of watching Hayes and Yeading…
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“I ain’t been pissing properly for a few days now.”
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Its summer time, and that means many things for most Brits. Moaning about how cold it is for most of the time and rhetorically asking “I thought it was meant to be summer”, before then complaining incessantly about how fucking hot it is when the sun does come out, and screen-shotting weather apps or…