Been another full on week or two at work, having worked at opposite ends of the country. We played the runaway league leaders away last week and lost 4-1, however, their gracious fans commented on how good they thought our team were and were one of thee best they’ve seen grace their turf this season, quite a compliment when you’ve been thumped.
On Thursday of this week, I was at a customers in Falkirk and finished fairly late in the afternoon, I was advised that a drive back to my hotel on the other side of Glasgow would be a waste of two to three hours, so I drove a couple of miles to the oddly named town of Stenhousemuir. Famous for… well having an odd name and a football team in the fourth tier of Scottish Football, which was the reason i’d called really. I’d followed the results of the team all my life, because of their peculiar name. Earlier in the week Stenny had beaten the league leaders Cowdenbeath to stay in second place (they lost 4-1 at home yesterday – Saturday to the team in third place, East Stirling). I drive into the car park to see all the lights on in the ground, I then ask the car park steward if there’s a game on, “who are you?” he asks, I explain that i’m just a sad English footballing couch potatoe who was in the area and wanted to visit the ground, “ah no problem, park over there and i’ll take you in, the first team and others are training” so he took me in ! It was interesting, tidy little ground, which hosts an average attendance of 474. The whole place was buzzing, a group of about 20/30 teenagers practising moves in the goal at the away end, young kids training in the middle of the pitch, the reserves (or similar) training at the other end of the pitch, and what appeared to be the first team training on a five-a-side pitch behind this goal area. The tea bar was open and plenty watching. It just seemed “very together”, a club using its position to include and support all ages of the community at its facility.
Saturday brings a whole host of different excitement at Chez Bridlington. We entertain Arnold Town who are from the Nottingham area,and they bring a few fans with them. They are 1 place above us in the league, though looking at the score-line today you wouldn’t have thought so. Attendance 168.
Things do not start well, the visitors have the ball in the net after a minute or so, hearts sink, but as quickly as we moan, the good old lino has his flag up for offside – phew close one. The half really is dominated by us, we had so many chances to score, Chib having a few efforts and Palms with two belters that he untypically skied from a few feet – it appeared to be one of those days.
0-0 at half time.
Someone must have slipped something into the tea at half time, because we were awesome in the second half. Arnold couldn’t touch us, well only when their number two clipped (Palms?) who was clean through on goal and brought him down for a pen and a red card. In fairness and I know I keep harping on about it, the 6-0 scoreline was not a true reflection of the game – 11 or 12 – 0 would have been more appropriate after our performance today. We had virtually our full first team playing today, which is the first time in a long time we could say that. It was nice to see Tom Fleming back today.
All in all, one of the best displays for a long, long time – and we’ve had some excellent displays this year.
However, the day ended on a bit of a downer. Our managers, Tim & Gary had handed their resignations to the chairman today with effect from the end of the season, these apparently, were rejected. I’ll plagerise the statement sent out by Teach and hope some common ground can be sought to keep these guys with us;
Tim and Gary are 100% behind Brid Town and have shown full committment to the club and have managed the side in a totally professional manner with skill, enthusiasm, knowledge, ability and flair.
However, the decision was brought about due to various uncertanties and a lack of off field structure within the club which would it is felt aid further progression for the club.
It is hoped that further meetings and other possible avenues can be explored to bring about a satisfactory conclusion to the matter.
And on that bombshell, i’m going, but before i do, 2 funny clips to cheer you up
1. The moral is don’t do a good deed, the ref won’t like you for it.
2. Whats got him going? some sex? some pussy?
