Another good win on Tuesday night, and at home for a change. Excellent spirit shown by all, and worthy winners I thought, with our pace a constant worry to Whitley Bay. Nothing quite so tasty as pace, as I may have mentioned before. Although one gets the impression that getting beat off the raggy lads from Ryhope doesn't rate that highly as far as some of our footballing colleagues are concerned. And why should it? Nobody likes getting beat. But it pays to be honest with yourself about it. My old man used to say, and he wasn't wrong, that the greatest single advantage you can have in life is to be underestimated. Seems to me that sometimes people look at the league table when they should be looking at the pitch. That’s fine by me, let’s take full advantage when we can. Mind, dad's old metaphor used to finish with something about people still underestimating you as it slid between their ribs, but that’s not really suitable for a family web site so I'll miss it out. But you get my point...
So, three to go, and top class opposition for all of them. Consett able to relax, nothing much to play for, except the three points, let’s both just enjoy it; but next week things could be coming to a proper boil down here at Meadow Park. Shildon and North Shields, both probably still right in the mix for the title, and both looking back a long way to former glories they would dearly like to rekindle. I will muse on that later. And with only us to beat to keep things going, what could possibly go wrong? Well, quite a bit we have to hope. It would be a nice way for us to lay down a marker for next season to puncture the ambitions of a couple of fellow clubs, and in the matter of a few days right at the death. All in the spirit of honest competition at all times of course, and a duty we owe to our colleagues to play to our best, and nobody will expect any less.
And as I remind you dear reader, my championship money is on the Seasider Teessiders...