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“I’ve always been fond of Arsenal since I collected so many of David Platt’s legs in 1996.”
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Watching your team play at Wembley is the pinnacle for many football fans. The sight of the stadium as you step off the tube, the walk down Wembley Way, the walk up the steps to join thousands of your fellow fans, and dreams of seeing your team win a trophy there. Well, we’re fucking…
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“It’s actually fun coming down here, I don’t know what the fuck to make of it.”
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The usual outcome of my Saturdays spent watching football are enjoyable on the whole, with the football between the hours of three and five PM somewhat ruining the day. It is with much delight and surprise that my last two visits to the Avenue have not only been enjoyable days, but also have yielded…
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“Some mush who got banned from Newport 30 years ago won’t stop talking to me.”
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Better late than never (well possibly, I’ll leave you to be the judge of that), due to a combination of work and various unforeseen reasons, I am finally getting round to writing this blog nearly a week on from my visit to Merthyr. In what could become an annual tradition after last year’s trip…
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“It’s the best I’ve seen us in years and we lost, so I dunno.”
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“Oh here we go – another defeat on the road. Same old Dorch I see.” Well yes, we were beaten on the road, but losing in 2022-23 so far does not feel like the same old dross we’ve tortured ourselves with for the past 9 years. 8 games in and sitting comfortably in the…
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“F*** off back down South, you pasty eating c***.”
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The dream is still alive. Not since 1901 has a non-league side won the FA Cup and we are only eleven games from a Wembley final and fulfilling our destiny. Well, maybe. Either way, the difference between this season and previous seasons is like night and day, and although a replay isn’t what either…
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“A 90 minute drive down some shitty road, to watch us get beat by a team in the relegation zone and then a 90 minute drive back should provide plenty of scope for a blog, I think.”
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Having used a rare free Saturday to travel to watch us lose to a team that hadn’t won in 11 games, for some bizarre reason I decided a midweek trip to Merthyr Tydfil seemed like a good idea. A 90 minute drive each way from the Midlands was probably favourable to the trip those who braved it from Dorchester on the…