Well, this is it. There is no doubt this time. No “what ifs”. No “maybes”. No strange permutations to consider, or global pandemics. This time it’s for real. Today’s match will be the last ever game of football to be staged at York Street.
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 […]
To be completely honest, Terrace Chatter has absolutely no idea if you’ll be reading these notes this Saturday or on some random Tuesday night in the middle of April. At the time of writing the weather forecast appears to consist entirely of dire predictions of impending catastrophe: a dusting of snow on the hills, a […]
Okay. Mea culpa. I did not see that result at Kidderminster coming. I’d have been happy with a draw, but given our recent visits to Aggborough (and thanks to fellow columnist Christian James for the depressing stats about those), not to mention being the instinctive pessimist that I am, I suspected the best we could […]
