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After enduring the bitter cold of Cheltenham midweek, thanks to Sky TV we were up at the crack of dawn on Remembrance Sunday for the drive to Peterborough’s Abax Stadium.
Hopes were high we could get something out of this match as we discussed our chances over breakfast at the Easton services on the A1.
The stand we were sat in provided the least legroom of any stadium I’ve visited in the modern era, while it proved to be the perfect sun trap causing us to shield our eyes for the duration of the match.
The two captains laid wreaths on the centre spot and the minute’s silence was respectfully observed by all the fans.
The good news was the return of the injured players and Phil Parkinson was able to name what is probably his strongest first XI available at this time. The bad news was that we were awful in the first half, looking a yard slower to the ball than Peterborough and failing to win any second balls. Their goal was a 20-yard rocket from their full-back, Michael Smith after some poor defending. I would have expected ex-Posh captain and goalie Ben Alnwick to have done better with it.
We improved marginally in the second half and created a few chances which were all squandered through poor finishing. We should have got something out of this match as poor as we played but too many players had an off day.
Hopefully it was just the curse of the manager-of-the-month award but it was also a reminder you have to fight for every point in this league.
Like at Cheltenham, there was too much playing the ball out wide rather than someone taking responsibility and having a go. That is one thing Peterborough weren’t shy off doing and it provided their goal.
To combat Sky’s early kick-off, we decided to have lunch after the match and we headed for the Fitzwilliam Arms in the village of Marholm, for a roast beef Sunday lunch and a convivial chat with the locals which was distinctly better than the football today.
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Hopes were high we could get something out of this match as we discussed our chances over breakfast at the Easton services on the A1.
The stand we were sat in provided the least legroom of any stadium I’ve visited in the modern era, while it proved to be the perfect sun trap causing us to shield our eyes for the duration of the match.
The two captains laid wreaths on the centre spot and the minute’s silence was respectfully observed by all the fans.
The good news was the return of the injured players and Phil Parkinson was able to name what is probably his strongest first XI available at this time. The bad news was that we were awful in the first half, looking a yard slower to the ball than Peterborough and failing to win any second balls. Their goal was a 20-yard rocket from their full-back, Michael Smith after some poor defending. I would have expected ex-Posh captain and goalie Ben Alnwick to have done better with it.
We improved marginally in the second half and created a few chances which were all squandered through poor finishing. We should have got something out of this match as poor as we played but too many players had an off day.
Hopefully it was just the curse of the manager-of-the-month award but it was also a reminder you have to fight for every point in this league.
Like at Cheltenham, there was too much playing the ball out wide rather than someone taking responsibility and having a go. That is one thing Peterborough weren’t shy off doing and it provided their goal.
To combat Sky’s early kick-off, we decided to have lunch after the match and we headed for the Fitzwilliam Arms in the village of Marholm, for a roast beef Sunday lunch and a convivial chat with the locals which was distinctly better than the football today.
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