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 […]
Congratulations everyone! You survived Christmas, you made it through Jools’ Annual Hootenanny – and all the mince pies have now been eaten. Your reward for all this epic endeavour is the first home game of 2019, a game which sees the Pilgrims up against old adversaries Altrincham – although the Boston side Alty will be […]
It’s always funny to revisit predictions – especially mine, which are traditionally terrible. A quick glance at last year’s New Year issue of The Pilgrim saw Terrace Chatter eagerly looking ahead to what it hoped would be a rather more enjoyable year than the last. “Frankly, 2017 will not be a year that lingers long […]
It’s always funny to revisit predictions – especially mine, which are traditionally terrible. A quick glance at last year’s New Year issue of The Pilgrim saw Terrace Chatter eagerly looking ahead to what it hoped would be a rather more enjoyable year than the last.
Christmas Day is a bit like being at an airport, or a beach bar in the Canary Islands: it’s one of the few occasions that you don’t feel remotely guilty about drinking alcohol before midday. And if tradition dictates you should be snoring loudly by the time the Queen pops up to deliver her annual […]
I can’t say I really enjoyed the last time I watched Boston play York back in March. It was raining, there was no roof on the terrace, and I dropped my half-time grub on the floor – although the floor was probably the best place for it given it looked like someone had drop-kicked a […]
Such was the drama of the occasion you didn’t notice it on the day, and it’s tricky to spot on the fuzzy YouTube footage, but Boston United’s faint hopes of remaining a Football League club were actually killed off by a rabona.
Since you probably got bored of my gushing eulogising over the Jay Rollins winner against North Ferriby, it’s quite possible you missed me concluding my column in last week’s edition with a flippant comment about the last time anyone enjoying the FA Cup around here being around 1996.
Sometimes it’s the little things that really thrill you; the little nuances that went unnoticed the first time around. It might be the joke in a film you finally got on the second viewing, or a song on an album you came to appreciate years later. Or maybe the mini garlic kievs you only discovered […]
Media interviews done, Adam Murray ambled back to the dugout at FC United’s Broadhurst Park and sat alone with his thoughts for a moment. As his players warmed down on the empty pitch, the United manager stretched out on the bench and gazed out into the distance in a contemplative trance, a bit like a […]