Introduction


Can each day be headlined by a word (or two) and represented by a single sentence?

Will they, in turn, weave together to form a tapestry of the year?

It may be more mundane than momentous, but it’s mine to share.

Saturday, 5 September 2015

Crook Town

This football season my plan is to use the FA Vase competition to explore a few new grounds, and today the first qualifying round took me to Crook Town (FA Amateur Cup winners fifty years ago but now trying to recover from a relegation season that saw them concede 169 goals), whose home ground, now called the Sir Tom Cowie Millfield, has an expansive feel - a big pitch surrounded by grassy banks, with a terrace behind one goal, and a couple of rickety stands along one touchline; one of these is fitted with wooden benches and while the other meant for standing, the locals seem to have dragged out padded chairs from the bar to provide more luxurious seating, conveniently close to “Only Food and Sauces” (the ingeniously named refreshment hut), and from where they can view in comfort their team’s valiant but fruitless efforts, as they lose 0-2 to near neighbours west Auckland Town.

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