Archive for October, 2008

You’ve just got to love football…game 28 and game 29

A lot of people would probably laugh at this pick of games. Blazing Rag v Bradwell Sports in the DD Cup North and Buxton v Marine in the Unibond Premier. The weather since my last game on Monday was fantastic despite this our school field resembled a mudbath and I had thoughts of mudbaths up on Kents Bank Road home of Blazing Rag.

We broke up Thursday so I enjoyed listening to music and playing Stick Cricket for most of Friday, Stick Cricket is officially the most frustrating game on the internet. Bar none it drives me insane. Just for a change on Friday it tipped it down all day. I had thoughts of getting to Blazing Rag with no game on. Thats the last thing I wanted.

Saturday morning I wasn’t up so early in fact up at 10 ish. I had nothing to eat but had a cuppa then sat down and checked the kick off time at the Rag once more. I then watched football focus before we decided to set off at 12:40 for Buxton and mini TJs sponsored run for her football team. Fun, fun, fun!!! We arrived at Buxton Community School quite early so I got dropped off at Rag vs Bradwell and to my delight it was on. I had a raincoat and was prepared for the worst.

Actually I wasn’t prepared for anything after what happened next. The gale force wind and driving rain started. The first half was almost as bad as the weather, the teams appearing from a hut 60 yards from the pitch similar to Edale’s and Blazing Rag were donned in all red while Bradwell Sports wore white with black sleeves, black shorts and black socks. The first half saw few chances and me and my Dad happened to know half of Bradwell’s side combined.

In the second half everything livened up, Blazing Rag took the lead through a header then clipped the bar from over 40 yards. For the Blazing Rag it went all up in flames, Bradwell scored 2 quick goals and it was all over despite Rag’s best efforts. Bradwell scored another where anyone watching or playing could of got hypothermia such was the intensity of the weather

My Dad picked me up and dropped me off 2 minutes away at Silverlands. I arrived about 5 minutes early, my sister had left her money and her phone in the car and I simply couldn’t find her in the ground. So anyway the game kicked off and from the start you could Buxton weren’t going to win. Carl O Donnell knocked home after 18 minutes and you would of expected Marine to push for a second that they’d be expected of getting. They are 2nd in the Unibond Premier Division and at 17th place Buxton.

This simply didn’t happen, Buxton pressed well but couldn’t find an end product consistently fouled and the referee couldn’t care less. Gavin Knight hit the post and then was taken off injured. Gregg Anderson was then victim of a Carl O’Donnell tackle, totally wreckless, late, two footed and it was 4 minute stoppage. A horrible little player. £1.30 for a bacon bap ain’t bad after I covered it in brown sauce, as opposed to £2 for a burger, it was brilliant value for money

Marine came out and did the same in the second half. The keeper had about 70% of Marine second half possession a timewasting cheat, the 6 had no respect and 7 was a troublemaker. Buxton threw everything at Marine but it simply wasn’t going to happen. The Mariners got a very late penalty, Scott Hartley was adjudged to have fouled Shaun Tuck, a foul nobody actually saw. Sean Hussey scored the penalty and there uproar on all 4 sides of Silverlands. Buxton fans hurling abuse at Marine players and the referee who in one word was ‘Sh*te’

I got home, checked the results I knew weren’t in my favour, Hallam and Sheffield Wednesday defeated.


Yet another match..

This will be my shortest match blog ever. H.V.C v Chellaston in the Derbyshire Cup. The day had been ok, double physics isn’t my cup of tea but it was certainly better than the pouring rain. At 3:45 I made my way out onto the field to watch the game. But no I decided to run the line and in battering rain and ripping wind waved a red & yellow flag about for 35 minutes.

The wind and rain stopped and H.V.C were 1-1 against an ok Chellaston side. It looked like FC United of Manchester vs Yeovil Town on kit colours but it was an even game. At half-time I didn’t swap sides with the other linesman who should have played us but flagged them offside a few times much to our defence’s delight.

I had to leave early, 20 minutes early in fact. I got a text through at gone 6 saying we’d gone 3-3, 3-3 after golden goal time then won 5-4 on penalties. Chuffed? Course I was.

Blazing Rag v Bradwell Sports and Buxton v Marine next


You shall not go to match and a 9 goal cracker

Today was like no other Saturday morning at the moment, another early start and another chance to get my trainers soaked before racing to get them dry before the afternoon’s match. Today mini TJ was playing the Buxton Wildcats for only the 3rd time in 5 weeks, this sort of sentence is usually followed by a sarcastic smilie. With wordpress not having smilies I can’t put one, rather frustrating one must say.

I got up at 7:30 by a rather loud dog and my phone blurting out 18-30 by the Reverend and the Makers. I looked through the msn convos I had at 11:30 last night checking if I’d missed anything or said anything I shouldn’t of. Convos on a Friday are usually written under the influence, I hadn’t drunk any alcohol but checked for the hell of it.

I went down and made a cup of tea knowing I wouldn’t have time to drink it, in the end I tipped it into a mini flask and me, mini TJ, Dad and Tip made our way to Buxton where we picked up Tara’s teammate and her Mum. The journey on the A6 was as good as watching a repeat of Sheffield Wednesday vs Grimsby Town in 2002/2003. It was that boring I almost fell asleep though surprisingly we arrived at Darley Dale pitches within 40 minutes of setting off from home.

We went upto the top where the pavillion is located and waited, me and mini TJ having a kick about on the soaked grass and my feet were wet within 5 minutes. The game kicked off at 9:41 with me and about 6 others stood behind the goal cheering the Wolves on. A full report is located…. after the Wildcats 3rd goal a complain was made about us standing behind the goal, the referee told us to move to the sides as apparently we could be putting the opposition off. I’m sorry but aren’t relatives of the players allowed to cheer their side on? Is this wrong?

Half-Time passed quite well, little Tip was enjoying attention and the Wolves were ready to start 2 minutes earlier than their opponents.

The second half was quite funny, the linesman and referee not playing to the full ball out = throw in rule. Instead calling throw in’s when the ball was half out or on the line. 3 more goals followed after 6 goals in a quality first half, the 5-4 scoreline was probably not a fair reflection of the game.

At the end we departed in good spirits, taking the A6 to Ashford, the backroad to Wardlow Myers and the A623 back to Chapel. Everything was going according to plan. We got back to Chapel just after midday and as usual I prepared everything, match reporting stuff, flask, camera and after a bite to eat we set off at 1:20 knowing we’d make kick off quite easily.

We arrived in Sheffield just after 2 and headed out towards Meadowhall on roads I’d not been on for nearly 5 years. Then it clicked, I’d not got a seperate independent set of directions to Parkgate. We followed the navigation system to Green Lane, Rawmarsh and arrived at 2:25. Unfortunately it was the wrong Green Lane and I was 5 miles from Parkgate F.C with no clue how to get there. I was on the wrong end of a b*llocking and we set off towards Parkgate.

Now in Rotherham its fair to say the people aren’t the cleverest and many mock Rotherham for being ‘thick’. The next hour proved that sincerely and after trawling round Rotherham for 40 minutes we couldn’t find the ground and seemed ready to give up. No-one knew where Parkgate Football Club was. At 3:19 I remembered a road near Roundwood Sports Complex and 6 minutes later found the correct Green Lane but no ground entrance.

I was dropped off at a bus stop and was walking into unknown territory. I headed down a lane and past a cricket pitch to Roundwood pavillion with no idea where the ground was. I walked round the pavillion and found the entrance to my uttermost relief. I paid £2.00 and that was the best £2 I’ve ever handed over. I sent a quick text saying I’d arrived at a 0-0 after 27 minutes and stood on the far-side to watch the first half making few notes.

A full report is at – It was the best 1-1 I’ve seen and compared to Buxton vs Boston it was absolutely brilliant. The journey home was better and I was glad I’d got to the game. Thats one derby game out the way but I’m actually concerned about Hallam. I’ll be back in 2 weeks for the Thackley home game.


Bit of an update….

Two games this weekend….Buxton Wolves vs Buxton Wildcats and Parkgate vs Hallam ! !

I’ve so far had no reply from Piotrish about this blog going on Football365 although Saturday I will be officiating again and on 29th October I will be joining Ben Price in the Football Fantime Studio in Chapel….all is looking good

I just hope this rain keeps away….


Match 24…

This game was only known about by 50 people or so, our school vs another. I’m not going to mention school names for obvious reasons, people already know about me already.

The day itself was overlooked by a freak accident, a sunny bright day in Derbyshire overshadowed by a ‘poor’ lad snapping his ankle in two. The Maths, English and History lessons previous to lunch had been ok, I’m running the void with after-school detentions for non completed homework and the excuse of coursework from everyone wasn’t working, the truth was coursework took priority.

So I start to enjoy a nice kick about on the tennis courts, Y11 vs Y10 and 15 minutes in its about 14-5 to us and I have scored 4 very easy goals. The actual score was lost within 2 minutes of kicking off, its that bad! The only problem was and the problem since about March, the same Y10 retard threatening to break my ankle in a tackle. 15 minutes was enough for me, my school top hanging off me and I couldn’t be bothered. I sat down and listened to some reverend and the makers. I then had people asking me why I’d punched a lad in English, he’d taken my phone and some of my money and didn’t expect a reaction. I went back and played some more

I couldn’t find the net and within 5 minutes I was sporting a split lip for trying to a win a header, the other lad went in foot at head height. I sat down and played Pro Evolution Soccer 2008 on my phone, I was beating Strasbourg 22-0 with Man Utd, Man Red as the game calls them. The lad who has threatened to break my ankle got the ball, he then tripped over his own feet and landed awkwardly. I at first thought he was faking it. That was until I saw the compound facture. Very Eduardo like and I felt like throwing up. An ambulance was called, the injury horrific, everyone in shock.

Call me bitter or what have you but I spent double Physics actually mocking the accident. He had threatened to break my ankle and then breaks his own in a freak accident. I sit here at 9pm, on Monday night 7.5 hours after his accident and still think the same. I normally am very considerate in these situations but with the pathetic two foot jumping in on legs by him and his cronies for 7 months I was glad. He’ll not walk for a while its a shame really, quality footballer with no brains when he plays against me

Little did most of the school realise the seriousness until about 2:30, an air ambulance was landing. We waited until our mini break then went and checked it out and whipped my camera out and took a pic of the air ambulance. Talk about a dramatic exit! The only air ambulance in Derbyshire, Nottinghamshire, Leicester and Rutland been scrambled to the school. Physics passed quickly with no-one back in lessons for a while

The game came, 4:00pm stood on the field, just after school taking shots from 30 yards or so. My feet aren’t exactly good at the moment. The portable goalposts were moved into position by our team, I took a shot at the smallest lad in the team from nearly 40 yards and smacked him in the back of the head! I then spent 10 minutes running as far as I could, for a small lad he’s powerful and fast. 4:30 came, no sign of the opposition. Me and a few lads went back and took shots again, one in 11 of mine went in, a 30 yard run and 25 yard shot into the far corner.

It was at this point I told my mate Kyle running the line I’d like to cover the game with a report, this below is only brief but very little else happened! Hopefully this will get published in the newsletter.

They turned up and within 3 minutes were penalised for something only my mate Shez will know. He appealed and our lot had a penalty. Injured Jack stepped up and with as little power possible put it straight down the middle. The rain started to come down and the game turned rather scrappy, We weren’t able to apply offside correctly and the winger headed an equaliser on 28 minutes. I started playing a little football and the ball got floated into the air, I took aim with an acrobatic effort at the Y11s watching the game, it managed to hit the bench, fly up and over into the courts almost taking out a netball player from some other school. A bit silly, my jeans we covered in mud.

The two strikers for us were lively, a 30 yard lob sailing just over and our centre mid keeper pulling off some fine saves, one of which an acrobatic one hand save to stop a volley headed for the roof of the net. I often slate quite a few of the players but against a strong opposite back four they did rather well and exploited every possible gap they had. After 35 minutes the half drew to a close, our school the better.

The second half was much like the first, a scrappy start but our right winger caused a few problems, well he’d of given the keeper a problem, had he not blazed over from 18 yards on the angle instead of cutting in further. It was on 50 minutes I had to leave and told Kyle to tell me about anything major that went on after. He said 1-1 draw and that was it. The remaining 20 minutes was poor and a 1-1 draw was a fair result

I get home and then open an inbox crammed and the ChapelTom topic on

Parkgate vs Hallam next or Buxton vs Hednesford Town if I can scrap the cash together….I’m running low on money having worked about 3 times in 3 months. Normally I work 5 times a month. The money is drying up…


Stuff soon gets around

When I started this blog it was because I didn’t know whether the website would continue this season, 22 miles to a home game is quite a lot when your busy. Anyone unsure about why I carry a  clipboard should turn their attention to the match reports section, I write the reports and make notes on the games. I’ve been doing this since I was 12.

The recent comments on the Football 365 website have been read by members of this forum >>>> <<<< where I’ve made over 1400 posts. The comments don’t bother me, the fact its called to my attention on a site I frequently visit. The Buxton FC Bloke posts under various names and I know who it is.

This blog will stay open but the reason I posted the snap post below what to highlight the fact I know people read it no matter how boring or small talky some find it.


Unfortunately due to a lack of money having not worked in 3 weeks, only twice in 3 months and a pile of coursework my next game is next Saturday, the 18th Parkgate vs Hallam

The replay was a 3-1 defeat for Hallam and on the 11th I was out all day with my Dad, we missed mini TJ and her team win 16-0 vs Whaley Bridge. A massive win and I’m not overally happy that something I had to came up. If the 16-0 was delayed for another week

No game in midweek either, 2 weeks without football is ok if you have something to do. I’m currently up to my shoulders in coursework unfortunately.

I may have to shut this blog down as well, I’ve been getting some strange emails atm abwt this blog from people who read it


Another two games, Alsager Town vs Hallam – THE BIG ONE :)

I am certainly one to go on about the weather, as an avid football fan its valid. The weather in the run up to this Saturday’s two games was (being blunt yet totally fair) f**king crap.  Rain for an entire week. Was it just North West Derbyshire or the whole of the country. I’ll answer that one in two words, micro climate. Derbyshire’s rainfall must excess that of all but 2 county’s in England. Cumbria and Cornwall. Cumbria is far north and all weather systems hit the South West first.

This was to be my 49th ground, I’ve seen football at 48 different places, furthest North being Esh Winning in County Durham and furthest South, Hastings United. I’ve been to the national stadium of Gambia but not for a match. It was also game 99 in watching Hallam, it may also bring forward game 100, game 100 would be a replay vs Alsager Town.

Anyway it was an early start again 7:30 and we had set off for Darley Dale at 8:10 arriving in 50 minutes that were uneventful. I had made the mistake of wearing my black trainers for a game where hard standing was the car-park and rain was part of it. I was stood waiting for the game to start with Dad, at kick off time the shed where the goals were kept weren’t open and this delayed kick off. We put them up in the rain and just as the game was about to start I was given the chance to be a linesman. Like an idiot I took the flag

Now I will never criticise linesman yet again, its a hard job and at first rather daunting. In this game the referee made most of the decisions anyway. Buxton Wildcats vs Buxton Wolves it was by the way. Had the Wolves not defended so deep I’ve of been able to call 20 offsides in this 70 minute encounter. I actually flagged just 2. The ball went out so it didn’t matter.

The rain was that fine stuff that gets you wet and my feet were soaked. Half-Time it was 1-1, second half 5 goals went in, 5-2 it ended. Mini TJ wasn’t gonna come through to Alsager so I could enjoy a Cheshire pie instead of match photos, I’d rather eat than have photos of the game, many would agree. A pie is part of football.

The game ended at 11:15 and it was time to yet again depart Darley Dale Cricket Club without any sort of win. We jetted back off to Chapel arriving at about 12:20 in good spirits. By the way we didn’t set off till 11:30, somebody can talk for England….

Having arrived back in Chapel I got last minute things done, bring my bag containing Clipboard, 10 pens, my horn and a flag. I made myself a flask of tea and got some food out for Mum and Dad taking me to Alsager Town. I was actually organized and so I decided to go and get the navigator ready. We never waited for 1:30 and set off at 1:10 knowing I’d actually arrive more than 1/2 an hour prior to kick off, this somewhat of a rarity nowadays with me.

The journey down to Alsager was so uncomplicated I couldn’t believe it, A6 to Buxton, A54 over to Congleton in pouring rain! Having got to Congleton it was a case of working out how to get through it, it was signposted really well and we went on the A34 on the Newcastle road and then a right into Alsager. The ground is on one of the first right turnings, we followed the road round taking several turnings and eventually arrived. The ground address is a cul de sac, the ground entrance a car’s width gap in the far corner.

The ground opens up below you once you enter, there are three stands, all in very different condition, the near terrace looked quite modern and so I never moved. The game itself was worth watching, for a detailed report. Hallam really should of won and of course didn’t, two equalisers and two Alsager goals that should never have happened.

I quite like Alsager, dump to some but not to me. This was my 49th different ground, I don’t hate any really, some places are worse to go to than others. This remindered me of Eccleshill United in the NCEL. The mini flag I had and the annoying horn and consistent shouting was just like what I did at Eccleshill but here the locals didn’t mind one Hallam fan. They are probably used to it, the Far Side Ultras have gone but away fans making a racket are always welcome apparently.

I met Dogsy123 and Drawoh off NLZ and Alsager’s forum. They are excellent and I felt very welcome. I had a pie at half-time this was half warm, Meat and Potato swimming with Gravy for £2.00, ok not brilliant but I like a pie all the same.

The game went to extra time and it really wasn’t worth it, both sides were tired. I can’t stress that enough.

The replay is Wednesday night at Sandygate, I hope to go but don’t think I can.


13 goal thriller and Hallam vs Mickleover – Saturday 27th September – Game 20 and Game 21

Mini TJ was involved in her first league match of the season, I was supposed to be at Hallam vs Mickleover and my Dad was supposed to be picking up our new car. The original plans had been for, TJ match morning, me to Sandygate, get the car at three. Somehow after a confuzzling week that I’ve gained a cold, football fever and lots of homework.

This didn’t go according to plan and another 7am start was in store. Friday evening had been interesting, I played football for a bit and my right foot was getting worse the more I shot. Fortunately 2 days rest and 2 action packed days would get me through a bad time. This week I got 2 dead arms, a cut 6 inches long down my leg and belief I can play football again. After ‘that’ display on Wednesday I was starting to enjoy playing again, my badly bruised foot hadn’t got any better though, just worse. I could hardly walk on Wednesday night.

So back to Saturday morning, I woke up after 8.5 hours sleep, a record for me in school time, I normally get 8 hours max. Friday I had barely a 66cl bottle of Becks, some what of a record low for a Friday night drinking for me. Most of £200 going towards my birthday is going on booze, were going to have a drink up on my birthday, then Armthorpe vs Hallam on the Saturday. Thats if I get up on the Saturday, I might just go and watch Chapel Town or something.

Anyway, up at 7 I had a cuppa and ate 5 weetabix putting on some jeans, a shirt and my orange jacket, not exactly looking the best but for a Saturday, looking ok at 8am is fantastic. We flew into Sheffield within 45 minutes and by 9:15 everything was signed and we were ready to get off in the new car. Its quite nice, ok fusion blue is a dodgy colour and I’m not keen on it but its better than the old Y reg Saab. That was falling to bits and everyone is glad to see the back of it. At 9:38 we were ready to get off to Darley Dale, home of Dfs, a cricket club and a foreign company called Enthoven. Really, not much to see there and many will agree. It sits between Bakewell and Matlock.

We flew out towards Fox House, taking a left towards Calver, cutting down through Froggatt and into Calver. We found it easier to go on the Hassop road to Bakewell then A6 to Darley Dale. The pitches are a bit of a kick in the face to find. I’m generally the car navigator, this car has it built in, happy or unhappy days for me depending on which way you look at it. We got to Darley Dale and took a right onto Station Road, after getting mixed up we turned round in Darley Bridge and arrived at Darley Dale cricket club at 10:23. As you’ve noticed my timing is exact, I like to run on time. Everything is exact with me.

Anyway mini TJ was supposed to kick off at 11. She was playing New Mills for Buxton Wolves, the Wolves lost 5-1 to Buxton Wildcats a few weeks back. Hallam won 6-1 that day, I was hoping the same would happen this afternoon. So mini TJ got a new kit, she’s now in the Under 13s, 9 a side football on a small sided pitch. The game itself I was interested in, just goals, me and Dad grabbed a Bovril and stood to watch the game from behind one goal.

I quite frankly didn’t expect what happened next. Wolves took the lead after two minutes, after 5 minutes it was 1-1. After 11 minutes of the 35th minute half it was 3-3. Buxton Wolves had led 3 times, the dangerous striker for New Mills was seening the ball too much. Rather interestingly this ping-pong style game continued, Buxton Wolves were 6-5 up with 7 minutes to go. What nobody saw coming next was New Mills grabbing an equaliser and winner, 7-6 New Mills it ended.

That game broke many records from me watching football, most goals in one game, most times a team has had the lead 6, most goals scored by an away side, 7. Glapwell scored 6 vs Hallam a few years ago, the less said about that the better! So at full-time we helped take the goalposts down and at 12:40 we set off for port of call three, getting my phone back from 02 shop in Buxton.

It came back repaired well, the joystick now functions and I can again take a photo on my phone. Then was for the journey back to Chapel taking about 15 minutes we had 40 minutes to get sorted to get to Sandygate for Hallam vs Mickleover Sports.

I spent time making a flask, getting changed again and organising what to take to the game. Always I forget something, this time my camera. The journey into Sheffield was without incident and the 40 minute journey flew by. I arrived at Sandygate with mini TJ and proceeded into the ground, straight out the brand new car. I’m not one for superstitions but normally I shower on the morning of the game, with a tight schedule this didn’t happen

Anyway I took a seat on the back row of the main stand with no camera and started to watch the game. I will not post a report but advertise instead…

Don’t worry I was absolutely infuriated after that game, however listening to Wednesday beat Charlton was excellent. The chips at Hallam are good mind, unfortunately I’m not keen on the brown sauce and the salt doesn’t get out easily. I hate chips without salt, at Carlton Town 2 years ago there was no problem. The best chips I’ve had I think, Esh’s were quite good though in the same season.

Anyway Hallam travel to Alsager on Saturday, our President’s Cup tie vs Winterton Rangers has been put back 4 weeks.

Hallam should win and bring me some merriment, the week has been not brilliant