So, the 2021/2022 season is over – and it ended in unexpected playoff heartbreak after an underwhelming race to seventh place. But as with every season, there’s more to the story. Pete Brooksbank gives his highlights – and lowlights – from what would turn out to be a really weird season.
Strolling into Matlock Town’s glorious Causeway ground last Friday, it was remarkable how different some things were, and yet also how familiar.
As the weirdest of years gets even weirder, the weirdest of football seasons finally got underway on Saturday, the sodden murk at Gainsborough providing a fitting backdrop to perhaps the strangest and most low-key start to any season in Boston United’s history.
In all the excitement of Boston United playing – and winning – their first home fixture since the Neolithic era on Tuesday night, you might have missed the club (or more specifically, Craig Singleton) drip feeding us new photos from the site of the new Community Stadium development over the last 24 hours.
Back in April, his voice on the verge of cracking, Boston United chairman David Newton gripped the microphone, stared back at supporters gathered in the club’s Pilgrim Lounge and reiterated his determination to deliver them a new stadium.
Two years ago, on the final day of the 2016/2017 season, long-time and long-suffering Boston supporter Adam Upsall turned around on the terrace at Curzon Ashton and admitted the reason he’d made the trip that day was to ensure the season was indeed over.
Somewhere in the bottom of the wardrobe is an old band t-shirt I picked up at a music festival many years ago. It’s old and faded, now more of a dirty pink then bright red, but I’ve kept it because I still harbour hopes of one way wearing it again and proudly displaying my love […]
Afternoon and welcome along to the Jakemans Stadium for this afternoon’s game against Curzon Ashton – a club renowned for their impressive statue, cheap pints, cup runs and posh in-pitch sprinklers. Show offs.
It’s the hope that kills you, the saying goes. If only it were that simple. Hope doesn’t always slay its enemies cleanly, or fairly. Sometimes, hope is the malicious, Machiavellian villain lurking in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to sidle up beside you and whisper bone-chilling words in your ear before getting to […]
It was the weekend that proved that football is verging on anarchy. No matter where you looked, chaos reigned.
Whisper it quietly, but I’ve always had a bit of a soft spot for Stockport. Maybe it’s that 4-1 win there a few years back, or the fact trips there invariably involve decent beer and bad trains, the two staples of any enjoyable away day. Or maybe it’s just the fact that they’re a big […]
