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(This article was first published in the Worthing FC Programme in the 2002-2003 season)
Waiting for the great leap forward…
Bracknell Town
Round-and-round-and-round we go. You’ll be dizzy by the time the spaceship lands at Larges Lane, but that sometimes helps, doesn’t it? With a road network dreamed up by a doodling town planner on an etch-a-sketch, and a whole host of massive companies in stockbroker belt Berkshire, Bracknell is best know to us sea-siders as “that place you cut through when trying to avoid the M4/M25 junction”, or “like Guildford, but not quite”.
Did you know?: An old acquaintance of mine called Rob, who’s the spitting image for the dad in 2.4 Children, lives in Bracknell. The last I heard of him, he was planning to be an internet entrepreneur by running a website of questionable repute. Mind and give him my regards if you should see him!
Sussex Senior Cup Extra: Lewes
The Dripping Pan? Now I don’t want to plumb the depths here, but surely they should just tighten their nuts? The winners of this little beauty of a will be rewarded with Horsham YMCA or Eastbourne Utd in the 3rd Round.
We won the cup once (well, 21 times, but only once since the days of colour telly), can we do it again? The magic and romance of the cup will come to Lewes’ partially assembled ground on Tuesday 19th November – we won’t get behind the goal. Be prepared for a crowd of glory-hunting band-wagon jumpers telling us to leave little Jimmy alone.
Almost there: If you slur the pronunciation of the town, it almost comes out “lose”. To me, anyway.
League Cup Extra: Tooting & Mitcham United
Two words: CHEESE SLICES.
Croydon
Fly me to the moon, let me play among the stars. Why Frank, why? You can get just the same atmosphere at Croydon, and as an added bonus, the pitch is almost as far away as Mars. The soulless Arena is in Norwood, a mere tram journey away from the seething mass of humanity that is East Croydon station (the home of Nestle, apparently), or a walk from Norwood Junction (in the other direction from Selhurst Park).
A Wednesday night, a car journey through hellish early-evening South London traffic. You may have done it your way Frank, but I’m doing it mine, so leave it.
Apology: I know it’s the same as the Cambridge City programme, but you try saying something exciting about Croydon. Go on, try it. Especially when you know you have do it another two times. I’ll have something new on Tuesday, promise!
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, can you play the
fandango?
The Flying Horseman
7th Feb 2004