Another miserable Christmas with Santa Claus missing me out yet again. It
doesn't matter how many letters I send him, replete with Google Maps
pinpointing my house, my stocking remained unfilled. He found the 6 year
old girl's house three doors down without any problem and she was riding round
on the new bike he'd bought her, but where's my "David
Cassidy's Greatest Hits" CD?
To get over my disappointment I took advantage of the generous seasonal gesture
by South East Trains to actually run some on a Sunday and visited
Glebe's new ground. £8.60 more to travel to Bromley South than 15 miles further
on to Victoria. I obviously bought a ticket to Victoria but how many
people would know? Another little gem from the privatized railway. It's a 269
bus from Bromley with the 160 also stopping outside the ground, and between
them the two routes cover a fair selection of stations in that part of London.
The ground is what you would expect, railed, enclosed, stand, floodlights and a
comfortable bar. Top notch grub available at low, low prices.
Glebe are still suffering the aftershock from their last home game, a visit
from those psychopathic funsters A.C London, a match that was abandoned with
five minutes to go when their players started fighting with the home team and then
the spectators. The "Kentish Football" website has all the gory
details and it's quite obvious those pre-match 'Respect' handshakes didn't do
the job. Again. An ambulance was called to take away the wounded, so were the
police and apparently 20 of them turned up, which is 20 more than you'd see if
your house got burgled. One ground hopper present said " I have never
witnessed anything close to what I saw this afternoon" Obviously he
missed out on F.C. Sofia then. The Glebe manager and chairman didn't pull any
punches (much like A.C. London) and I quote again from the Kentish football
website " Please tell me that the footballing powers are going to remove
the vermin that sours the game" Wow! In the interests of balance the
website also has the A.C. London take on matters written by the fabulously
named Prince Choudary, who at 20 must be by far the youngest manager at this
level, written in the style of Hans Christian Anderson! Apparently everyone
wants A.C. London to fail, which given their "previous" for starting
wars might well be true. As they were winning 4-2 when they did their
Bruce Lee impressions, what are they like when they're
losing? Todays matchday programme was a big let down with the league
having told both parties to shut up until they've carried out their
investigations. All we got was a bland statement from the chairman, 'I
have every confidence in the authorities and look forward to hearing of their
decisions in due course. Until then I don't think it would be helpful to make
further comments' A bit late for that I would have thought? Also the chairman
must be the only person in the universe who thought that today's game would
be a 'difficult match'.
The game was a straight forward top v bottom clash which was always going to be
a home banker. Interestingly (well I found it interesting) was that prior to
the game Glebe's goal difference was 48-13 while Lewisham's was 13-48, a
symmetry that was well lost by the end. Lewisham's priority was to keep
the score down, and with a brave defensive display they kept Glebe out for the
first 12 seconds. They went 2-0 down two and a half minutes later
and throughout the match they conceded on average every 10 minutes.
Biggest cheer of the afternoon came when they scored their solitary goal
midway through the second half.
With a large gathering of hoppers, three headcounts were taken two of
them around the 135 mark. Mine, which is quoted above, was well out of
synch at 171. The official attendance - 178. I really am very very good.