Sunday 6th February at 4am I left Blackpool in the rain to head to Boreham Wood.
After four-and-a-half hours on M55, M6 and M1, rain all the way, I arrived in Boreham Wood.
Breakfast in the Village, drive around to see what other changes have happened to my old town.
Met up with my nephews, quick drink at the Club then onwards to Bournemouth on coach.
Great fun, humour and a singsong on coach. Another great singsong in O’Neill’s, then onto the match…
The fans were great, singing and chanting on the team. Fantastic result, the boys played out of their socks.
Coach trip back to Boreham Wood, I stayed overnight then on the Monday trip back to Blackpool. M6 closed, diverted off, it took me seven-and-a-half hours to get home.
Worth every mile and every hour of travelling to see my hometown team win and to see all the attention on them from the TV cameras and the national papers!
I’m so proud with emotion to have been born in Boreham Wood and lived there up to the last 20 years.
My dad when he was alive used to live in the club house, he used to take the supporters to places like Hayes & Yeading. He had heart attack once in the club house. So, the Club is special to me and although I don’t see them play very often I do make the effort for the special matches.
I joined the Blackpool and AFC Fylde supporters the other year and travelled down on their coaches for the FA Cup and League play off matches, which Wood won both. I also went to Wembley for the play off final.
Me, I’m 71 years young. I first saw the Wood play in the mid-50’s at Eldon Avenue, the Club’s first home. So, anytime I see the Wood play is emotional to me and I think Dad is looking down on the team.