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Non League Football

Went to my first live football game since 2021 yesterday, Còckfosters v Potton in the FA Cup at Chalk Lane. No accessibility issues at all, loads of room to get the wheelchair in, and easy to get a good reclining sightline.

In fact, everything about attending non-league at this level turns out to be brilliant, apart from the actual football. Confident play and sensible decisions were restricted to the chunky defenders in late middle age. Nobody who could run fast enough to get the ball could really be trusted with it. I expect that anyone who has played as an amateur would be very cognisant of the skill difference from Sunday league, but I’ve only ever been a Premiership spectator, so all this came as a surprise.

My energy levels faded in the second half so we fùcked off at the hydration break (these appear to be a thing now, crowd seemed perfectly happy with it) with the score at 1-0 and both sides looking toothless up front, only to find out from the club’s Twitter afterwards that the fourth quarter was a thriller for the ages, with Potton scoring twice and Còckfosters equalising in the third minute of stoppage time.

Anyway, this turns out to be a thing I can do, possibly even unaided if I get the timings right, so I can foresee a future where the chicken club at the Lane which I actually go and watch is the one in the Spartan South Midland League.
 
Went to my first live football game since 2021 yesterday, Còckfosters v Potton in the FA Cup at Chalk Lane. No accessibility issues at all, loads of room to get the wheelchair in, and easy to get a good reclining sightline.

In fact, everything about attending non-league at this level turns out to be brilliant, apart from the actual football. Confident play and sensible decisions were restricted to the chunky defenders in late middle age. Nobody who could run fast enough to get the ball could really be trusted with it. I expect that anyone who has played as an amateur would be very cognisant of the skill difference from Sunday league, but I’ve only ever been a Premiership spectator, so all this came as a surprise.

My energy levels faded in the second half so we fùcked off at the hydration break (these appear to be a thing now, crowd seemed perfectly happy with it) with the score at 1-0 and both sides looking toothless up front, only to find out from the club’s Twitter afterwards that the fourth quarter was a thriller for the ages, with Potton scoring twice and Còckfosters equalising in the third minute of stoppage time.

Anyway, this turns out to be a thing I can do, possibly even unaided if I get the timings right, so I can foresee a future where the chicken club at the Lane which I actually go and watch is the one in the Spartan South Midland League.
Went to roosterfosters last season when my boys team played them. Think they went to Wembley in some trophy?
 
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