So following on from Thursday night….
Friday was a quiet day at work to be honest, partly cos Lee was on his way to Santa Pod for what could be their last race meeting 
Hope it aint, and they can find a sponsor straight away. I know when he was still in Bahrain in the middle of last year, he was working his socks off preparing documents to send to possible sponsors, going into great detail about everything, so Good luck anyway youth!!
Got home and had a bit of a chat to Lucy and Lizzie on msn, before I decided there and then to go and have a kick-about with Teddy and some of the others. Was a good laugh, and nice to see some of the folks like Phil, and had a decent kick around for a bit. Got home, and continued with my Dirty Sexy Money viewing! Getting quite into it now, altho I’ve only got 2 episodes of season 1 to go 
So need to know when the next season is gonna be shown hehehe!! Chatted to Lucy some more, who’d hit a mental block during her dissertation, and entertained her for a bit, and she thanked her “Uncle Tig” for cheering her up these last few weeks when she’s been proper stressing due to her pending graduation from Uni! Like I said always happy to help luce 
found myself in bed by bout half 10, as I was absolutely shattered
Woke up saturday morning, and trundled off to Rainworth to have my haircut, and once again Laura cut it, I think they’ve decided to swap certain clients, not that I mind Laura cutting my hair, I do have a better conversation with her than Claire, who just abuses me all the time, and seems to think I have a birthday in between every hair appointment 
So far i’m about 98 years old I may feel it, but hope I don’t look it!! From my haircut, I nipped to my mums to use the shower, as I’d have been sat itching like hell all afternoon, and then nicked some of our Stef’s gel, and made my way over to Casa de Maddox. Ended up playing basketball in the back garden with Kieran and Jessica for a bit, and Kieran was loving slam-dunking the ball through the hoop, and then hanging onto the hoop, whilst I still had hold of him, before Child Services or who ever comes knocking on my door
Got to the Ashfields Pub bout 12ish, and Bagi and Moorey were making their way, rather slowly may I add, up from their houses just down the road. Wasn’t long before the drinks were flowing, and it appeared that Maddsy didn’t heed Stevie’s warning, bout drinking too much whilst we were out When has he ever tho!!! The pub seemed to be mainly full of Man Utd fans, altho Draper had something to say about that, and was chanting for Chelsea, specially when they scored. The rounds kept coming, and I decided as I was driving that I’d get us all some chip cobs in, rather than buy them a drink, so I ended up getting the cheapest round When I say I decided to get them in, I gave Bagi the money for mine, for him to turn round and say… “4 Chips cobs it is then Wiggy” Once the Ballack penalty went it the old “dont matter, they wont win anything, they cheated” excuses came pouring out of Maddsy, Bagi and Mooreys mouth with such fluidity it’s untrue After the game we went and stood outside chatting to Draper and some lad Bagi and Moorey both knew, before I dropped Maddsy off home.
Got home distraught, cos the bloke in the shop had told Maddsy Newcastle were losing 2-0, and the fact I’d just checked the score on WAP confirmed it. Put Soccer Saturday on… Half time… 2-2! Get in! Great to see my team fight back!! We’d never have got that under Big Sam, and it seems King Kev is earning his corn, and getting the team playing again. Should be a good game against Chelski on Bank Holiday Monday!!! At one point results were going well for Stags, with them holding Rotherham at 0-0 and Dagenham losing, but they soon turned it round, and the Stags capitulated once again and lost 1-0. Now it’s not even in their own hands, and if Chester get a point against Stockport on Tuesday night… Stags are down!! 
So by the time I’ve left Old Trafford and got to the car, me and Maddsy will both know wether it’s GAME ON and going down to the wire!!
True Faith Match Report for the West Ham game….
With a decent record down here in recent years, the sun out and another excellent travelling support, there was a lot to be looking forward to going into the match but despite the four goals, it wasn’t a match that will live long in the Mag memory.
We lined up with Edgar replacing Faye and we never got going from the start. Ex-SMB McCartney (actually a canny player) put over a bit of a nothing ball but Noble was able to sneak in to steer it, almost in slo-mo past Harper with the defence all over the show and Barton and Butt ball watching. The goal didn’t serve to give us the kick up the arse we needed and we were soon two behind. Edgar, who had a nightmare for the first half hour, allowed Ashton to turn him and fire home and bearing in mind this was only 20 odd minutes in, it was impossible to count the number of times Ashton had already got in front of him to lay balls off and make runs. Edgar wasn’t alone though with the rest of the defence, who have been great in recent weeks looking very disorganised and if anything, it looked like we could go further behind.
With 5 minutes left of the first half, I got nominated (telt) to go to the bar and half of our end seemed to be down there. Just gets in the queue, mass cheer, get the fuck in! Get about two paces further forward in the queue, mass cheer, fucking brilliant now I hope those twats choke on their pints! Fortunately, for the sake of journalistic integrity, the ‘Sports Bar’ on Old Street later on (there was definitely a few Polish ‘gymnasts’ in there like) had MOTD on the one tiny screen in the place and Martins goal was a lovely finish after a smashing ball through from Barton and Geremi’s was a bit of a fluke after Oba screwed a shot straight at his head and into the net.
Up until that point in the game, we’d been awful and looked to have our minds on summer holidays (where is it yuz gannin Jose? A divvent knaa Costa Fuckin Packet or summat) but in the space of three minutes we were level at half time and talking about winning the game. ‘Ron’ Geremi also managed to continue his ‘enigmatic’ streak of being totally gash but then popping up with a massive contribution. Funny little fellow.
We never really kicked on in the second half and it reverted back to being end of the season stuff. There were a few tackles flying in, notably when Barton didn’t kick the ball into touch as West Ham hadn’t just before for an injury. We still looked quite shaky at the back, with Enrique having his poorest game for a while and they had a couple of half chances but nothing really major, whilst we huffed and puffed but never came that close ourselves, bar an Oba run and shot near the end, fashioned out of nowt. Martins was excellent all game, chasing down and winning lost causes, darting around all over the shop and looking a real threat and their defence never really got hold of him. Nobby was brought on for the last few seconds to an absolutely fantastic reception from our lot, which was totally deserved for a magnificent footballer and all round top lad and we went home happy with a point.
In the end, a draw was another good result, which stretches the unbeaten run further and sets us up nicely for Chelsea next weekend. All the crack in the pub before the game watching their match was of how class it would be if Man United stumbled against West Ham next weekend only for us to pagga Chelsea and fuck up their title. Lesser of two evils if ever there was one, but literally anyone (assuming the Mackems aren’t going to be challenging for the title anytime soon) is preferable to Chelsea and if SJP gets itself radged up again, we could have a real go at them.
Keep the Faith
Man of the Match – Oba – No contest
Ref – Rennie 4 – The man is an arse, undeniably, but he got most things right. He’s still an arse though, so he’s not getting any more than 4.
Their Fans – 7 – Best of the Lanndan fans, no real booing of ‘Curbs’. Canny.
Gareth Harrison
Spent Saturday evening chatting to Lucy, who’d finished some of her Uni work, and thanked her uncle tig for the support and help 
Anytime! Ordered myself a pizza (it;s a weekly tradition now, and Dominos sort of expect it I think ) and chilled out watching a film or two before heading upto bed to watch Match of the Day. Really struggled to keep my eyes open, and as Gary Lineker said, if you’re not involved in the relegation fight, or champoionship dog-fight, then you’re not as important, thus appearing as the last game on Match of the Day Was great to find out that Man Utd players had spat their dummies out with the Chelsea groundstaff, and had a moment of “we cant beat your players on the pitch, so we’re gonna fight your groundstaff” ha ha ha!!
Woke up sunday morning for some reason feeling really tired and almost hungover Which is really odd, cos I can’t honestly remember the last time I had anything alcoholic, hell I’ve almost become Tee-total these last few weeks!! Anyway checked my phone and had a message of Maddsy saying he was being gay, and not going to football, but he’ll ring me later. Made my way slowly to football, complete with Gongo Juice, as me and Malc were tempted with a little presentation after the match, but I decided to wait till later that night at our presentation to give it him I felt it was always a game we were gonna struggle in, having played against them for Sutton RS in the Minor Cup final last season, and also earlier this season, and they were a good passing outfit, and their centre-back ran the show tbh! Michael Syrett was running the back 4 ragged with his pace and clever running and it wasn’t long before he was on the score-sheet. We tried to battle back, but to no avail. Found out in the changing rooms after the game, that some Stags fans had stormed the boardroom at Field Mill, and one fan had assaulted Keith Haslam the chairman Well the club could be worth next to nothing by Wednesday morning, so maybe he should have sold the club a year or so ago, when it all kicked off *rollseyes*
Gongo’s Match Report…
Our final game of the season ended in defeat.
We started the game really well attacking wise but defending as a team we struggled today, we just was not closing our players down or communicting to each other at all.
Malc had a couple of close efforts in the early stages before Talbot struck the first goal of the game. Talbot showed today they are a very good passing unit and we never got our game going.
Half-time 0-3.
Changes were made at half-time and we seemed to improve a little and Sami,Malc and Scotty had a few chances amongst themselves, but we conceded an early 4th goal which ended any slight hopes we may have had.
Quick thinking from Sami to take a early freekick lead to our consolation goal which Malc finished well into the corner.
Man of the Match - Nick, as chosen by Col. Another good display for the out of posistioned midfielder.
We now have a couple of nights out planned and 5 to 6 weeks off before we start pre-season training early. New players are arriving and no one should be taking their places for granted. I want to keep this great team spirit that we have built up together and take it into next season.
Goal summary:
69 min - Malc Birch (8/10)
Malc Birch fired home from 18 yards out with a superb right foot goal, following a through-ball from Sam Whyman.
Nipped to my house straight from football. and had a nice long soak in the bath, whilst getting a few bits together, as I was gonna spend the afternoon at my mum and dads, before going straight to the end of season bash over in Slutton. My sister was round at my mum and dads, and I gave her some of the usual verbal abuse, so much so that my mother actually plucked up the courage to tell me to stop being nasty to my sister. Serves her right for claiming she’s getting the telly as part of her inheritance Had a shower and headed over to the bash. One the way I could see the thunder over in the distance, but didnt realise how close it would be. By the time i joined the A38 from the New Bypass, the rain/hail just poured it down. We were doing bout 15mph all the way up the A38 to the Ashfields pub, and there were 2 accidents, where cars had gone straight into the back of someone WHOOPS!! Anyway by the time I got to the roundabout at the top of the street I’d gone too far already! Ended up driving through sewage water that must have been at it’s deepest atleast 2ft possibly 3ft deep It stunk I can tell you!!
The Puddle in the Middle of the road
Got to the pub, and ran inside, even tho Bobby was shouting at me to come in through the fire Exit and straight into the function room… I’M DEAF BOBBY… AND WHEN IT’S PISSING IT DOWN I TEND TO RUN FOR THE MAIN DOOR, AND NOT LISTEN FOR PEOPLE SHOUTING ME… Anyway Brad was more than amused with the 2 bottles of Gongo Juice I’d created for him, and they went into part of the raffle. For half the night I ended up watching Kieran whilst Maddsy kept dissapearing to blow Gongo or have a fag or some shit like that. Thoughout the night some people were getting more and more wasted, and the presentation of the trophies was a laugh in it’s self (namely down to my great idea of having a bit of theme music for each player) Malc and Gongo won the Gongo Juice, and I won a bottle of wine thanks to Scotty After a bit Malc got too impatient and decided to crack open his bottle of Gongo Juice with Dire consequences!!! He necked bout 1/4 of a bottle of it, and almost straoght away dissapeared to the toilet to throw it back up! Likewise with Moorey So it’s safe to say that we wont be making any more Gongo Juice for quite some time HAHAHAHA!!! Left the pub bout just after 10ish, and it turns out some of the lads decided to have a wrestling match! Wonder if any of us would be allowed back next season I have no idea why, but once my Cardigan came off… the guns were the centre of attention, with everyone seemingly interested in them!! Moorey and Bagi were becoming moist just trying to get a photo, and at one point I had to fend off a pissed Sami, Bagi and Moorey as the three of them were intent on ripping my shirt off my back Even Winty gave me some abuse!!!
Gongo Juice… Moorey our leader and the 3 gays!!
Our Goal Machine Malcy… Chris “Dont play the race card with me” Wint
The Nature Boy “Lee Roberts”… Scotty with his shameless Product Placement attempt
Be rude not to have the guns on show… Me and my best mate Kieran!!
Will add the link to all my photos, and them Bobby took once I can re-size them to fit into my gallery, and have nicked them from Bobby! Also a few videos will be on facebook in the coming days
Today has been quite funny too! At the end of the day Maddsy was trying to explain something he was doing on the website, bit like the NHS site, where you answer yes and no questions to derive your answer and possible virus or something! But to make his point he decided to make known his love for reading Stevies Womans Own or some stupid womens magazine! And to start with his most stupid of conversation he was on about you answer yes or no to the question “Is your vaginal discharge clear or creamy?” Then you answer some more questions and you find out you’ve got AIDS or some shit WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU READ IN YOUR SPARE TIME MADDSY!!!!!!
