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Apr. 22nd, 2007 08:21 pmDonated my spare £5 to Michelle Dewberry's sponsored London Marathon run.
When I'd spoken to Trevor last week no-one had been sure when the Invitation Cup Final was going to kick off, so I played safe and arrived just after noon - to be told by the turnstile man that the women's match would be at 3pm. Watched some of the London Marathon over a Magners in the clubhouse. Lovely Michelle, who now plays for Portsmouth University, but wouldn't be playing in the final as she was cup-tied, came over to say hello. She and I talked for quite a while; when Rob arrived he asked what he could buy me to drink, so I went for another Magners, then he talked to me and Michelle. Rob asked Michelle why didn't she sign for Hawks, and I added that would be a dream come true for me. Michelle smiled but said she loved it at Pompey Uni. She let slip an interesting piece of info - she'll be 30 in December. I'd thought she was much younger. So there isn't an unsurmountable age difference between me and her after all :D I urged her to do what's right for her, but added that it would mean a lot to me if my favourite player joined my favourite club. I think Michelle was flattered but embarrassed; Rob said he'd have to hire me as a scout.
Malc, Aly and a couple of their pals from HawkSupport sat behind me in the stand. From their conversation, I learned that Sabrina and Liz are no longer at the club. During the men's match on Monday night, Rob had left his credit card behind the bar for the women's team to have drinks on him. At half-time, he'd told Stacey, a senior barmaid, to stop the tab till after the game. But Stacey then went into the ground to watch the match and left a new green barmaid staffing the bar on her own. Sabrina and Liz told her Rob's tab was still running and proceeded to buy lots of drinks through the second half for members of the men's squad who weren't playing that night. Rob ended up with a three figure bill, and Sabrina and Liz were promptly expelled from Hawk Ladies and banned from Westleigh Park. I was sad that Sabrina's gone, as she was a friend to me, though she brought it on herself.
Once again Pompey Uni proved to be tough opposition. Off the field, a group of teenage girls from the Uni's Under-14 squad tried to start a singing war with us Hawks fans. One of them, a Portsmouth FC supporter, made scornful comments, trying to be clever, about Hawks (men) being a non-league side, before launching into 'We're all going on a European tour'. I shot back with a chant of 'Inter Toto Cup' to the 'Where's your mama gone?' tune. Malc added "The only time Pompey'll play overseas is a friendly at Newport Isle of Wight!"
Jodie was a real star at centre-back, thwarting countless Uni attacks. Hawks won a thriller 2-1 to give the girls their first trophy. Our celebrations were muted because, in stoppage time, the Uni keeper collided with Chantelle, who went down screaming in agony. The referee blew for full time, and there was a pause as the whole bench gathered round the prostrate Chantelle. Word went round that she'd done her knee. The rest of the squad came up to the perimeter fence to talk to relatives and friends, then when an ambulance had been called for Chantelle we went on with the trophy presentation. As Michi lifted the trophy above her head, everyone cheered, and all the girls went on a celebratory run down the pitch, I thought : yes, this is better than BB, this is the salvation that this disillusioned romantic needed - but I'm desperate for the girls to go on and take the title now. As much as Lisa and the girls ache for that promotion, in a way I crave it even more than they do.
Was walking along the road to Havant station when a father and son on a tandem appeared coming the other way. I walked over to one side to allow them to pass - and the father swerved the bike close right up to me and deliberately sneezed in my face from point blank range. Words fail me.
When I'd spoken to Trevor last week no-one had been sure when the Invitation Cup Final was going to kick off, so I played safe and arrived just after noon - to be told by the turnstile man that the women's match would be at 3pm. Watched some of the London Marathon over a Magners in the clubhouse. Lovely Michelle, who now plays for Portsmouth University, but wouldn't be playing in the final as she was cup-tied, came over to say hello. She and I talked for quite a while; when Rob arrived he asked what he could buy me to drink, so I went for another Magners, then he talked to me and Michelle. Rob asked Michelle why didn't she sign for Hawks, and I added that would be a dream come true for me. Michelle smiled but said she loved it at Pompey Uni. She let slip an interesting piece of info - she'll be 30 in December. I'd thought she was much younger. So there isn't an unsurmountable age difference between me and her after all :D I urged her to do what's right for her, but added that it would mean a lot to me if my favourite player joined my favourite club. I think Michelle was flattered but embarrassed; Rob said he'd have to hire me as a scout.
Malc, Aly and a couple of their pals from HawkSupport sat behind me in the stand. From their conversation, I learned that Sabrina and Liz are no longer at the club. During the men's match on Monday night, Rob had left his credit card behind the bar for the women's team to have drinks on him. At half-time, he'd told Stacey, a senior barmaid, to stop the tab till after the game. But Stacey then went into the ground to watch the match and left a new green barmaid staffing the bar on her own. Sabrina and Liz told her Rob's tab was still running and proceeded to buy lots of drinks through the second half for members of the men's squad who weren't playing that night. Rob ended up with a three figure bill, and Sabrina and Liz were promptly expelled from Hawk Ladies and banned from Westleigh Park. I was sad that Sabrina's gone, as she was a friend to me, though she brought it on herself.
Once again Pompey Uni proved to be tough opposition. Off the field, a group of teenage girls from the Uni's Under-14 squad tried to start a singing war with us Hawks fans. One of them, a Portsmouth FC supporter, made scornful comments, trying to be clever, about Hawks (men) being a non-league side, before launching into 'We're all going on a European tour'. I shot back with a chant of 'Inter Toto Cup' to the 'Where's your mama gone?' tune. Malc added "The only time Pompey'll play overseas is a friendly at Newport Isle of Wight!"
Jodie was a real star at centre-back, thwarting countless Uni attacks. Hawks won a thriller 2-1 to give the girls their first trophy. Our celebrations were muted because, in stoppage time, the Uni keeper collided with Chantelle, who went down screaming in agony. The referee blew for full time, and there was a pause as the whole bench gathered round the prostrate Chantelle. Word went round that she'd done her knee. The rest of the squad came up to the perimeter fence to talk to relatives and friends, then when an ambulance had been called for Chantelle we went on with the trophy presentation. As Michi lifted the trophy above her head, everyone cheered, and all the girls went on a celebratory run down the pitch, I thought : yes, this is better than BB, this is the salvation that this disillusioned romantic needed - but I'm desperate for the girls to go on and take the title now. As much as Lisa and the girls ache for that promotion, in a way I crave it even more than they do.
Was walking along the road to Havant station when a father and son on a tandem appeared coming the other way. I walked over to one side to allow them to pass - and the father swerved the bike close right up to me and deliberately sneezed in my face from point blank range. Words fail me.
