Cripes! Polly will soon be old enough to play for the U18s.
We would like to wish goalkeeping coach Mike Pollitt a very Happy 11th Birthday for 29th February. Since such occasions only arrive every four years, it is an event to be celebrated… with a thumping 3-0 victory over the Farnworth Flyer’s former side.
Oh, didn’t you know? Polly was benchwarmer for the Saddlers at the start of the 91-92 season… at the ripe old age of 5. No wonder he never made an appearance for the club!
We’d also like to thank the Beamback Gods, who blessed us with a fighting 0-0 draw at the Lions’ Den. Never will a scoreless game be so well remembered by so many, not least Sam Morsy.
Roll on Peterborough and the rest of the final dozen, baker’s man! Preferably with jam.
Contents: ‘First take’ intros (0:00); Bury review with Dan’s From The Terrace report (1:30), a word for Yanic, literally (6:00), crossbar abuse (10:40), Morsy of the Match (12:10) and Power punchups (16:00); Millwall review (20:00) with Dan’s From The Lounge report (22:40), Miscreant of the Match (25:00), more words for Yanic (29:00) and the fair code (31:00); Happy Sharpeyversary (36:00); well-prepared Peterborough preview (38:50) with Mick’s scouting report (41:00) and barnstorming ‘rugby’ predictions* (42:40)
*That will come back to bite us in the arse
Note: rattling in the background is not the March wind, but a spoooooky ghoul!
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It’s somewhat unfortunate that cat eggs resemble footballs.
So does anyone know what Morsy kicked as he wandered towards the tunnel? If the Beamback pictures are anything to go by, it was a real crowd-pleasing moment.
Was it an unfortunate cat that just so happened to be passing by? Or maybe the bottom half of Jussi’s white pyjama set? I take it the Finn paid good money for those from a certain supermarket at Robin Park.
Actually, no – I reckon it was a 30cm voodoo doll of the referee, whom Morsy no doubt wished great ill upon at that moment. Probably.