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Rola-Cola Sponsored English League 2

Burton Albion FC 1 - 0 Rochdale AFC

Journey

Tired and a bit hungover.  That's how I started my trip to Burton.  Why? Because I had spent last night at my High School reunion.  A gap of 22 years meant that I had been up gassing until nearly 4 o'clock this morning.  I even met a reader!  After nearly three years of doing this - I actually met someone who reads my incoherent ramblings - Mr. Mannock.  He was in my English class in third year - he said that it seemed like I may have been listening to Mr. Sara all those years ago - as opposed to gobbing off and passing notes to girls, which is what it may have looked like I was doing.  He also promised to make a trip up to Spotland this season - for some reason he actually wants to meet Mr. Turner. 

Which rather neatly links me to err - Mr. Turner.  With the untimely, although not unwelcome, death of my Sat Nav, Jane, and Mr. Keane's late withdrawal from the trip I needed a navigator.  A quick phonecall later, and Fat Nav was back!  With printed instructions from those nice folks at the Automobile Association - Mr. Turner and I set off south.