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Post by frankiegth on Oct 10, 2009 9:13:38 GMT
Gettin' ready to set off for the bright lights of Stourbridge, mate's coming to pick me up at 11.30, Mrs GTH has got my brunch underway. Nothing quite like the FA cup, it means so much to all non-league teams and this is our 18th attempt at trying to make the holy grail of the first round proper; though there are two rounds to negotiate yet.
I think it could be a bit of a nail biter but I think we will win 3-2.
COME ON YOU YELLOWS.
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Post by amberaleman on Oct 10, 2009 12:26:53 GMT
I echo your final sentence, Frankie! With £7,500 and a place in the final qualifying round up for grabs, the stakes are getting higher.  Sutton are hoping that Walton & Hersham's recent wobble in form turns them into jelly this afternoon. ;D |
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Post by votp on Oct 10, 2009 21:20:04 GMT
Whereas I have have yet another afternoon off. CAFC decided to, as usual, fall at the first hurdle some time back. Have spent a good time with the youngest at the park, Mrs is away tonight so curry and a bottle of red. Hard life, innit?
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Post by ambersalamander on Oct 11, 2009 12:10:37 GMT
Walton & Hersham didn't really turn up  |
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Post by frankiegth on Oct 11, 2009 12:15:09 GMT
Not a very good performance by town and the pre-match nerves gave way to post match drinking and I'm now suffering like a dog.  |
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Post by ambersalamander on Oct 11, 2009 12:17:06 GMT
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Post by DazaB_WCFC on Oct 11, 2009 14:23:33 GMT
I feel ill after yesterday too. Replay tomorrow. Love FA Cup replays.
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Post by coops on Oct 12, 2009 17:24:41 GMT
I ended up at Tamuff, but according to my Stourbridge supporting mate the game was "Absolutely f**k**g awful".
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Post by frankiegth on Oct 13, 2009 14:53:50 GMT
It wasn't the best of games. The highlight was in the second half under the tin shed when I was banging the drum and singing/shouting/chanting and my mate was giving it some on the trumpet. Then three stewards moved in on us in a "pincer movement" but realized there was no harm in us and melted away into the emptiness of the stand. ;D
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Post by peekay on Oct 14, 2009 3:59:03 GMT
It wasn't the best of games. The highlight was in the second half under the tin shed when I was banging the drum and singing/shouting/chanting and my mate was giving it some on the trumpet. Then three stewards moved in on us in a "pincer movement" but realized there was no harm in us and melted away into the emptiness of the stand. ;D This just made me snort tea out of my nose. It's hard to chuckle when you're in pain. |
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