Post by coops on Oct 26, 2009 21:12:59 GMT
This weekends Tinpocity came courtesy of a trip to The Mackadown Sports Ground to see Clements'83 lose 1-0 to Dosthill Colts Reserves.
Attendance - 13
This ground is anorak heaven, planes fly about fifty feet directly over your head as they come into land at Brum airport, the main Birmingham to London rail line runs behind one goal and I even saw a kestrel, my first one since Earlswood.
We very nearly got thrown out as well, we were stood next to a chap whose 16 year-old son was playing in Dosthill's midfield, in about the 30th minute said player burst through on goal and was clipped by the keeper - penalty given. The keeper then grabbed the boy and accused him of diving, hid Dad of course yelled for the keeper to get his hands off him. The keeper then produced an impressive volley of abuse in our direction and because he didn't know who initially shouted at him he decided it was me!
After enduring a minute of him abusing me I just said "f**k**g come on then big gob, you and me in the f**k**g car park."
He shut up and his manager wanted me thrown out for goading the keeper.
To his credit the linesman was watching and gave the proper story.
Great fun.
All that and tea in a proper mug.
Attendance - 13
This ground is anorak heaven, planes fly about fifty feet directly over your head as they come into land at Brum airport, the main Birmingham to London rail line runs behind one goal and I even saw a kestrel, my first one since Earlswood.
We very nearly got thrown out as well, we were stood next to a chap whose 16 year-old son was playing in Dosthill's midfield, in about the 30th minute said player burst through on goal and was clipped by the keeper - penalty given. The keeper then grabbed the boy and accused him of diving, hid Dad of course yelled for the keeper to get his hands off him. The keeper then produced an impressive volley of abuse in our direction and because he didn't know who initially shouted at him he decided it was me!
After enduring a minute of him abusing me I just said "f**k**g come on then big gob, you and me in the f**k**g car park."
He shut up and his manager wanted me thrown out for goading the keeper.
To his credit the linesman was watching and gave the proper story.
Great fun.
All that and tea in a proper mug.
