Posted by sean on September 3, 2010 at 11:23 pm in Bath City with No Comments


It was two football games in three days for Bath City last weekend. We travelled up to Forest Green Rovers on the Saturday where a dull 0-0 draw unfolded. The highlight of the afternoon being a policeman having his helmet knocked off by a wayward ball. My chips with curry sauce and a pint of Stowford Press cider were very nice though.

Monday saw the visit of Wrexham. We lost 2-0. Cue masses of moaning Bath City supporters. I don’t really know what they expected. We have only just been promoted, are a part time team and have played 6 tough games in 16 days. Wrexham are full time and have built a squad capable of competing for promotion. It certanly was a wake up call, though.

This weekend we play Barrow – a team so far north, it is practically Scotland. Forget that, they’re basically living at the North Pole. Apparently Barrow aren’t as good as Wrexham – probably because they all live in igloos and eat seals. Hopefully we’ll win that one. If not, a lot of Bath-based cats are going to get kicked by their owners.

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