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| Where I was & who they were playing... |
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| The Old Codger was grateful for that... |
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| The Bodging has never been too happy near big wheels... |
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| Kye Hall has labelled his hair... |
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| ...or maybe he's had a wardrobe malfunction, whereby he couldn't get his sweater over his locks... |
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| Where the referee's assessor hides. Not a real tree, but a fake one which once sat in No Man's Land at the Somme during WW1... |
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| Sodden ball, near sodden upright, beneath sodden pylon... |
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| There was a Kestrel nearby but I didn't get a pic... |
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| Spectators blew the roof off, after a particularly hot curry the night before and particularly bad wind the day after... |
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| This man coaches but is also keen to gather in pairs of balls... |
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| A Black-Headed Gull threatens the goal... |
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| ...& produces a smart left-foot volley... |
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| The Pylons were on the march @ Ellistown... |
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| Speed-bump to halt Kirk Francis... |
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| Where The Mowdog spent his afternoon... |
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| The facilities... |
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| Still empty, even through a net... |
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| Neat label... |
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| Lighting-up time... |
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| Great view... |
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| Grim weather, or what? |
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