And so to sunny Chesterfield, the leaves on the trees turning even as we progressesd north up the M1. The football club’s splendid new b2net (sic) Stadium is still fairly central, located within sight of terraced housing on one side and an easy stroll from more – no sterile out of town site this (even if it is next to a big Tesco) – but shame about the name in these commercial times, with not even a capital letter to kick it off. An impressive piece of architecture for the people of the town to be proud of, with Ludwig Mies van der Rohe’s advice that ‘God is in the details’ obviously heeded. I didn’t see a deity but I did admire the patterned brickwork and the excellent guiding for the loos – the usual symbols, but lifesize on the walls.
The football was extraordinary, a once in a lifetime Max Boyce “because I was there” match. With their pacey passing game the Railwaymen were all over the Spireites, 3-0 up after 15 minutes and Chesterfield had hardly had a touch, their centre-half subbed after 30, seemingly to save him further torment; 4-1 at half-time. Second half the home team had presumably been reminded by their manager that they were actually allowed to tackle the opposition when they didn’t have the ball and were slowly gaining an ascendency, but at 4-1, no chance, surely. Turns out every chance, even though Crewe made it 5-3 after the Spireites had scored two more before the final onslaught. My pal Sal is a Crewe supporter and most of the goal action was down the other end to where we were; “Just like watching Barcelona,” she says when the goals are shown on the telly and we can see more clearly how good the Crewe goals in the first half were. “Four-One, and you fugged it up” sang the locals (obviously Norman Mailer readers) at the end. An away point against the team second in the league, 100% at their new ground until now, is not to be sniffed at, I suppose. Unbelievable, as someone might say.
Related crossword clue of note, courtesy of Paul in the Guardian last week:
“Sweet to spit on goalkeeper? (10)”
Have recently discovered the online Guardian crossword community, comments posted and displayed under the actual puzzle as the cruciverbalists are doing it, some obviously waiting up til midnight when the new puzzle is put up, with what I can already say are the usual suspects vying to finish it first. Hints allowed, but no spoilers before mid-day. Good fun. (Answer displayed backwards: reppotsbog)