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Nov. 7th, 2009 08:27 pmDriving lesson this morning. By my recent improved standards it was a disaster, despite my doing a perfect turn in the road, and by the end I was showing visible signs of eroded patience, leading Peter during his summing up at the end to remind me of the importance of remaining calm after making mistakes. He added that I'd had several concentration lapses but still reckoned my main problem was not reacting and responding early enough to situations like a car in front showing brake lights or indicating right - it's true, I do tend to notice these things late. He still says I should think about booking my test before Christmas, though.
Feeling mildly cheesed off I made my way over to Havant for a couple of pre-match Kopparbergs and chat with some of the Hawk hard core while Norwich City hammered poor old Paulton Rovers.
Our opponents Dorchester were fielding ex-Arsenal player Ian Selley, but he went off injured after half an hour. Hawks created plenty of chances but never put the ball in the net, and any chance of the game flowing properly was scuppered by the erratic performance of the referee. The official got plenty of stick from the guys in the stand, while the Radio Southern Counties summariser behind me was highly amused by Mike's energetic celebrations whenever he heard Man City had scored. Our match was looking like 0-0 all the way until Dorchester caught our defence napping on 77 minutes and their midfielder scored with a low bullet shot. When Hawks got a corner with time added on our keeper Aaron Howe ran up to join eight other Hawks players in the box, but the corner came to nothing. It finished 0-1 and plenty of rumblings of discontent were heard in the stand. As the referee left the pitch a couple of blokes standing by the tunnel made a couple of sarky comments.
At least in the clubhouse we all had the pleasure of learning Barrow had scored a late, late winner against E*******h. "A long way home when you've lost," one Hawk observed with a grin. News of five non-League sides giant-killing League opposition raised another smile.
And then it started to rain as I was walking to the station.
Home for Strictly.
Feeling mildly cheesed off I made my way over to Havant for a couple of pre-match Kopparbergs and chat with some of the Hawk hard core while Norwich City hammered poor old Paulton Rovers.
Our opponents Dorchester were fielding ex-Arsenal player Ian Selley, but he went off injured after half an hour. Hawks created plenty of chances but never put the ball in the net, and any chance of the game flowing properly was scuppered by the erratic performance of the referee. The official got plenty of stick from the guys in the stand, while the Radio Southern Counties summariser behind me was highly amused by Mike's energetic celebrations whenever he heard Man City had scored. Our match was looking like 0-0 all the way until Dorchester caught our defence napping on 77 minutes and their midfielder scored with a low bullet shot. When Hawks got a corner with time added on our keeper Aaron Howe ran up to join eight other Hawks players in the box, but the corner came to nothing. It finished 0-1 and plenty of rumblings of discontent were heard in the stand. As the referee left the pitch a couple of blokes standing by the tunnel made a couple of sarky comments.
At least in the clubhouse we all had the pleasure of learning Barrow had scored a late, late winner against E*******h. "A long way home when you've lost," one Hawk observed with a grin. News of five non-League sides giant-killing League opposition raised another smile.
And then it started to rain as I was walking to the station.
Home for Strictly.
