How was it for you? Part 8 – Living like a King..stonian

Jamie Cutteridge takes up the baton and talks us through the highlights of his non league season.

It’s a certain knowing, yet deadening feeling when you become the kind of person that you have always mocked and yet that defined a season in which I developed one of those ground-hopping habits that I had previously stigmatised as being dominated by men in anoraks. Whilst anoraks persist, the grounds are frequented by annoyingly socially-adjusted individuals, and so I was lured in, becoming a season ticket holder at Kingstonian, touring grounds of the country watching clubs unheard of in my cosy Holte End perch just 12 or so months ago.

For Kingstonian, it was ultimately a disappointing season. Whilst the early months saw more last minute winners than Ryan Giggs has seen, erm, last minute winners the highlights came with two memorable Monday night wins over (local rivals and eventual Ryman league winners) Sutton, and, after a penalty shooutout, Margate in the 2nd qualifying round in the FA Cup. They cup then punctuated the winter months of my year-long cherry pop by providing trips to (deep breath) Margate, Kingston (twice), St Albans, Carshalton, Harrow, Woking and Wycombe as I allowed myself into the world of ‘The Real FA Cup.’ Continue reading

No Kamara flash at the Hartsdown

“Well I’ve been working hard to reach me target
To earn a few bob for a day trip down to Margate
I’m gonna blow the lot tomorrow on all me family
We catch the coach at eight so don’t be late, were off to see the sea”

Margate – so many memories for the TBIR team.  Many a summer we jumped on the train from our north Kent home, and spent the hour or so journey getting on and off the train to avoid the conductor.  In the olden  days trains used to be in “toast rack” carriages – compartments that could only be entered and exited from the outside and thus no ticket inspector could get you unless they got in at a station, so we simply looked out of the window, jumping into the next carriage when we saw him coming. Continue reading

Welcome back to the dark days of football

It's all about the ball

Saturday 1st May 2010 should go down as the most memorable date in the history for Boreham Wood FC for the reason they finally won promotion to step 2 of the non-league football pyramid.  Unfortunately it wont, or at least by the vast majority of the 1,100 fans who were in the neat and tidy Meadow Park ground on Saturday.  It will be remembered for an assault on the Kingstonian captain, Francis Duku after a fan ran onto the pitch in the 50th minute (also see an excellent piece by Two Footed Tackle here)

The good old days - minge and a blow up doll

I do not know what is worse.  The fact that this individual felt he could and should take such action, or that the club have so far simply glossed over the fact.  A look on their home page simply mentions the win that elevates the club to their highest league position in their 62 year history, yet nothing about the incident, or the number of fans who continued to encroach onto the pitch before the final whistle.  It is also quite a while since  I have heard songs such as “No Surrender” sung at a domestic game in this country, quite what the group of “fans” were trying to achieve was beyond me.  One can only hope for the sake of the club that the crowd yesterday, swelled by nearly four fold, contained the elements that wont be returning next year. It was interesting to see that the club had used segregation in the ground and the police presence was high for a club of this size, as if they expected some incident. Continue reading