The scene that greeted me upon arrival at Broad Lane was more like a kid’s picnic. There was GLORIOUS Estuary Wilds weather. A scattering of young families had laid out the blankets and were enjoying a late al fresco lunch.
Back on the pitch and the away team had a fat Becks type player. He had the looks, the hair and the skill. Plus the belly to suggest that he doesn’t keep the same fitness routine as Golden Bollocks. He did deliver a killer corner which led to Wivenhoe Town going 1-0 down.
In contrast, the ‘keeper for the opposition fitted in the Grandad rankings for football. He was still younger than me, but could probably remember the days when The Smiths made a regular appearance on TOTP.
Wivenhoe somehow found themselves 4-3 up. Age is overrated, Grandad.
The Dragons battled well in a game that didn’t ever look like a 4-3 scoreline. The home team had great support behind them throughout the afternoon.
“Foot round the wrong way, he’s got his foot round the wrong way”
…is a great non-league football chant.
