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Feb. 23rd, 2010 05:02 pmHawks at home to St Albans last night. Met Dick and Lauren in the clubhouse for a chat over a Kopparberg.
After the last home game I'd posted on the supporters' forum asking that the club stop playing The Winner's Song by Geraldine aka Peter Kay over the tannoy, on the grounds that it's a joke record and has no place at a footy match. Last night I entered the ground to hear...Geraldine's dulcet tones in full flow, much to the amusement of Malc and Mark when I met them on my way round to the stand. I wondered to them whether someone was having a wind up, but they said the music was on a loop. They were still over the moon with Saturday's events - Hawks winning away and E*******h letting in eight at home to Thurrock. Malc told us with relish how the beasts' chief exec David Malone has been losing it big time on their fans' message board, ripping into their fans.
Arriving at the top of the stand, I noticed on the press table that the music was coming from an iPod. And iPods have skip buttons. Nuff said. Funny enough, after the game someone else posted on the Hawks forum criticising the choice of matchday music - it was the likes of The Saturdays and The Pussycat Dolls that he had a problem with rather than Geraldine, but I'm happy to second his call for some Oasis instead.
Hitchin Geordie was covering the game so we had a bit of a chat about all things footie. When he observed that the pitch was a pudding, I concurred and added that it was even worse than the one the Ladies played on at Basingstoke on Sunday. HG showed an interest in coming to see the girls some time and handed me his card with his email address.
The dire pitch made for a dire game, which no-one deserved to win. Though Stale Buns did, with a goal from a misplaced midfield pass early in the second half. The unbeaten run is over. On the way to the station, I agreed with a couple of equally gloomy Hawks that we're unlikely to make the play-offs now.
In bed at 11 to snatch a wee kip before having to haul my carcass up at 4.30 again this morning.
In last month's NonLeague 24 Timmy Mallett, in an interview about his support of Oxford United, philosophised "There is life after a defeat; the following day the sun shines."
It rained today.
After the last home game I'd posted on the supporters' forum asking that the club stop playing The Winner's Song by Geraldine aka Peter Kay over the tannoy, on the grounds that it's a joke record and has no place at a footy match. Last night I entered the ground to hear...Geraldine's dulcet tones in full flow, much to the amusement of Malc and Mark when I met them on my way round to the stand. I wondered to them whether someone was having a wind up, but they said the music was on a loop. They were still over the moon with Saturday's events - Hawks winning away and E*******h letting in eight at home to Thurrock. Malc told us with relish how the beasts' chief exec David Malone has been losing it big time on their fans' message board, ripping into their fans.
Arriving at the top of the stand, I noticed on the press table that the music was coming from an iPod. And iPods have skip buttons. Nuff said. Funny enough, after the game someone else posted on the Hawks forum criticising the choice of matchday music - it was the likes of The Saturdays and The Pussycat Dolls that he had a problem with rather than Geraldine, but I'm happy to second his call for some Oasis instead.
Hitchin Geordie was covering the game so we had a bit of a chat about all things footie. When he observed that the pitch was a pudding, I concurred and added that it was even worse than the one the Ladies played on at Basingstoke on Sunday. HG showed an interest in coming to see the girls some time and handed me his card with his email address.
The dire pitch made for a dire game, which no-one deserved to win. Though Stale Buns did, with a goal from a misplaced midfield pass early in the second half. The unbeaten run is over. On the way to the station, I agreed with a couple of equally gloomy Hawks that we're unlikely to make the play-offs now.
In bed at 11 to snatch a wee kip before having to haul my carcass up at 4.30 again this morning.
In last month's NonLeague 24 Timmy Mallett, in an interview about his support of Oxford United, philosophised "There is life after a defeat; the following day the sun shines."
It rained today.
