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Sep 30 2022
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Daily Post, Sport

Pontefract Collieries FC

Thursday 29th September 2022, 6.35pm (day 4,053)

Pontefract Collieries, 29/9/22

This afternoon I paid a first-ever visit to the town of Pontefract, which has a significant amount of history, as is first of all indicated by its name of almost pure Latin — pontus fractus means ‘broken bridge’. Its castle was once the second-largest in the country and in its dungeon, King Richard II was starved to death in 1400.

But while I did take pictures of some of this history, in the end I am going with the surreal sight of these mannequin’s legs at the local footie ground. The absurdity of life and its trivia, and all that.

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Sep 20 2022
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The Astleys, above Sowerby Bridge

Sunday 18th September 2022, 11.00am (day 4,042)

The Astleys, 18/9/22

Flat land is at a premium in the valley, so round here, the recreation grounds are built high up: as with the Astleys, a set of one cricket and three football pitches above Sowerby Bridge. There are worse things to do on a Sunday morning.

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Sep 18 2022
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Brighouse v Worksop

Monday 12th September 2022, 8.10pm (day 4,036)

Brighouse v Worksop, 12/9/22

A slightly familiar scene perhaps, whether generally or specifically to this location and club. But I don’t care. This take on it pleases me and although my lot (in orange) lost 2-0 this was the most pleasant thing about the day.

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Aug 08 2022
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Two interests coming together

Saturday 6th August 2022, 2.45pm (day 3,999)

Football blackberries, 6/8/22

It’s nice when interests coincide. Behind one goal at Atherton Laburnum Rovers’ Crilly Park stadium, there was growing today a whole run of plump, ripe blackberries, of which this was just a small part. Luckily for me I had a collection vessel, which was definitely filled before I settled in to watch the game.

You might have noticed that a nice round number approaches, in terms of the number of days I have been doing this. But that’s for tomorrow.

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Jul 31 2022
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The goalie at Bacup Borough

Saturday 30th July 2022, 3.30pm (day 3,992)

Bacup goalie, 30/7/22

Bacup Borough FC’s ground, the Brian Boys West View Stadium, is located at about 280m/920 feet above sea level. Which, OK, is not very high by the standards of some countries but for Britain it’s elevated: in fact this is one of the highest football grounds in the country. So even at the end of July it wasn’t exactly tropical. The goalie ponders play while the moorland ponders dumping some more rain on all participants and spectators.

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Jul 03 2022
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Under the rainbow

Thursday 30th June 2022, 9.10pm (day 3,962)

Llandyrnog rainbow, 30/6/22

Yeah yeah, so I didn’t go more than 5 weeks without a dose of football, and travelled to North-East Wales to get it (specifically the village of Llandyrnog, near Denbigh). But the sport is incidental here to the rainbow, which was exemplary, one of the best I have ever seen — a double rainbow lasting at least 45 minutes (the second half, in other words). The price was that everyone got a bit wet earlier on, but it was worth it.

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May 15 2022
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Watching the people watching the game

Saturday 14th May 2022, 2.25pm (day 3,915)

Lower Hopton FC, 14/5/22

On a glorious Saturday afternoon in May I personally can’t think of anything much better to do than sit down on the edge of a small field and watch people run around playing football. Or in the case of this shot, it’s more watching the people watching the football, as I like the variety of positions they adopt. The kid sat on top of the dugout stayed there for the entire match. Taken at Lower Hopton FC, whose battle to remain in the ‘Supreme’ division of the Yorkshire Amateur League was not harmed by coming back from 2-0 down to snatch a point against visitors Wortley. This was all a lot more fun than the tedious crap served up by the millionaires at Wembley later in the day, for sure.

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Apr 25 2022
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The marquee

Saturday 23rd April 2022, 2.35pm (day 3,894)

Tonbridge Angels marquee, 23/4/22

Located behind one end of Tonbridge Angels FC’s ground, this looks like a peaceful scene although there are at least eleven hundred football fans in reasonably close proximity. I like the muted colour scheme and the chess-board pattern reflected in the ball above.

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Feb 12 2022
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Substitution at Crowborough

Saturday 12th February 2022, 3.20pm (day 3,824)

Deal substitution, 12/2/22

A substitution at, but not for, Crowborough Athletic FC; however, the guys in the retro black-and-white hoops are the visitors, Deal Town. This was an early substitution due to injury but it didn’t matter, as they went on to win 3-0.

This was a nostalgia trip in one way — the 6-hour journey from Yorkshire being explained by the fact that Crowborough is the town where I grew up, and lived until 1988 (as I have noted on this blog before). But until today I had never seen their principal football team, Athletic, play a game. So this is both familiar and brand new at the same time. And I liked it, though always, whenever I come back here, I am reminded how high up in the air it is (the ground is 550 feet above sea level) and thus how cold, even on a sunny February day. The south-east of England is by no means semi-tropical — northerners take note.

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Jan 23 2022
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At Stoneclough

Saturday 22nd January 2022, 2.50pm (day 3,803)

Stoneclough, 22/1/22

OK, it’s a picture taken at the football again but it’s not of the football, this is a portrait of the gentleman on the right. With his shirt and tie, shooting stick, bag filled with something mysterious and impressive head of white hair, I guess I sort of aspire to be him in, say, twenty-five more years. Will this blog still be going in 2047? Will I? We don’t know either way, and I suppose that’s the point of life.

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