Behind Enemy Lines

For the first time in a while, I had a free Saturday afternoon due to Bath City having already played on the Friday. I joined a fellow Bath City fan and went to Chippenham to watch their cup game.

Walking past 200+ Chipp fans at their death trap of a ground, I felt like an undercover spy, mixing with the enemy. I passed one man with a drum, dressed head to toe in blue Chippenham Town memorabilia. I was temped to break out in song “Oh, we hate Chippenham, oh we hate Chippenham…” but thought I’d rather not go home in a Wiltshire ambulance, especially after I had paid for a return ticket on the train.

Chippenham were playing Bashley - whoever they are, or where in England they are located, I do not know. ”Bash” were dire and Chippenham won 5-1. A deserved victory, although I noticed many weaknesses in the home teams performance. If we (City) are drawn against Chipp in the FA Cup, I will be advising the Bath City management of my findings.

Saturday evening I joined Simon down the Dolphin pub. It was busy as there was some sporting event on the TV. England were playing France in some minor competition - egg and spoon race I think. It was of absolutely no interest to me, but at least I was able to enjoy a few drinks.