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Nov. 4th, 2008 12:32 am
Peaceful shift at work, until I got an old lady at 2.15 who was somewhat confused by the survey, not helped by her unusual circumstances. It was clear that getting the answers out of her wasn't going to be easy. Thank goodness Sue #3 responded to my call for someone to take over and let me do my payclaim before dashing off for the bus. Ironically, Sue actually finished the interview before I'd gone.
After work, via Ken's Kebabs in Portsmouth, I went over to South Downs College to catch the supporters' bus to the Hawks Academy team's FA Youth Cup match at Aldershot. I was the only non-college person on the bus, but did have the company of Keri and Trudi from the women's team and short-lived but legendary ex-Hawks Ladies goalie Ella, all of whom are students at the college so were going along, with a few other girls, to cheer on their pals.
After an hour's drive we arrived at Aldershot Town's ground, where as soon as I got through the turnstile I met Malc and Aly. I asked them who we'd got in the FA Trophy and Malc said "Fisher Athletic away". There's a fly in the ointment : Fisher's landlords Dulwich Hamlet are at home on Trophy day (Saturday the 22nd) so we're going to have to play on Friday night. With me seriously short of holidays, I'm going to have to negotiate a shift swap.
The Hawk lads took an early lead through rising star Alex Baldacchino. Although Aldershot equalised almost immediately after, it wasn't long before Jack Farugia, another promising prospect who's already played a Hampshire Cup match for the firsts, restored our lead. We got a third a bit later, then just after half-time - having had to queue at the tea bar, which was on the far side of the ground from the one open stand, I was still making my way back to my seat (with an excellent bacon roll) - Hawks made it 4-1, which was the final score. 20 minutes from the end the girls all got up and began walking somewhere; wanting to stick near them and so make sure of getting to the bus quick after the match, I followed them. They led me to the area where some of the college lads were standing and singing football chants; Malc, Aly, Skif and Richard were all there too. We all had a good sing-song for the rest of the match, including Under The Moon Of Love. Malc observed "We need to get these boys coming to the first team games. Instead of watching Pompey!" glancing pointedly at Josh. The final whistle blew and we clapped the lads off with one more round of chants.
When we'd sat down on the bus Ella said to me "Did you enjoy that?"
"Brilliant."
"Cracking game, wasn't it?" Keri grinned. "Hope we can do the same on Sunday."
"Hope so," I agreed. "Good luck."
"Oh, why aren't you coming?" Trudi asked me.
"I'm going to the Brentford game."
"You traitor!"
"What are we going to do without our supporter there?" lamented Keri.
"I'll be thinking of you."
"Say a little prayer for me," Keri implored. "I'll need it."
For the drive back the bus's heating was on a little too high, but I managed to turn my head out of the heater blower's path and catch a bit of cooler air.
After work, via Ken's Kebabs in Portsmouth, I went over to South Downs College to catch the supporters' bus to the Hawks Academy team's FA Youth Cup match at Aldershot. I was the only non-college person on the bus, but did have the company of Keri and Trudi from the women's team and short-lived but legendary ex-Hawks Ladies goalie Ella, all of whom are students at the college so were going along, with a few other girls, to cheer on their pals.
After an hour's drive we arrived at Aldershot Town's ground, where as soon as I got through the turnstile I met Malc and Aly. I asked them who we'd got in the FA Trophy and Malc said "Fisher Athletic away". There's a fly in the ointment : Fisher's landlords Dulwich Hamlet are at home on Trophy day (Saturday the 22nd) so we're going to have to play on Friday night. With me seriously short of holidays, I'm going to have to negotiate a shift swap.
The Hawk lads took an early lead through rising star Alex Baldacchino. Although Aldershot equalised almost immediately after, it wasn't long before Jack Farugia, another promising prospect who's already played a Hampshire Cup match for the firsts, restored our lead. We got a third a bit later, then just after half-time - having had to queue at the tea bar, which was on the far side of the ground from the one open stand, I was still making my way back to my seat (with an excellent bacon roll) - Hawks made it 4-1, which was the final score. 20 minutes from the end the girls all got up and began walking somewhere; wanting to stick near them and so make sure of getting to the bus quick after the match, I followed them. They led me to the area where some of the college lads were standing and singing football chants; Malc, Aly, Skif and Richard were all there too. We all had a good sing-song for the rest of the match, including Under The Moon Of Love. Malc observed "We need to get these boys coming to the first team games. Instead of watching Pompey!" glancing pointedly at Josh. The final whistle blew and we clapped the lads off with one more round of chants.
When we'd sat down on the bus Ella said to me "Did you enjoy that?"
"Brilliant."
"Cracking game, wasn't it?" Keri grinned. "Hope we can do the same on Sunday."
"Hope so," I agreed. "Good luck."
"Oh, why aren't you coming?" Trudi asked me.
"I'm going to the Brentford game."
"You traitor!"
"What are we going to do without our supporter there?" lamented Keri.
"I'll be thinking of you."
"Say a little prayer for me," Keri implored. "I'll need it."
For the drive back the bus's heating was on a little too high, but I managed to turn my head out of the heater blower's path and catch a bit of cooler air.
