<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:58:16.227Z</updated><title type='text'>onionbagblog</title><subtitle type='html'>crap&gt;match&gt;reports</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-109986660539828593</id><published>2004-11-07T22:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-07T22:30:10.973Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 7 November, 2004London Towers 60 Chester Jets 78, 06/11/04After weeks of anticipation, here's the BIG one. Nope, not a new revolutionary lycra style pair of basketball shorts that showcases the Towers tackle, but first plays second in the BBL; Coach Peers pits his wits against old acquaintances and with Big Boy Billy Singleton in town, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109986660539828593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109986660539828593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_11_07_archive.html#109986660539828593' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-109933791255233834</id><published>2004-11-01T19:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-05T16:37:57.133Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerMonday 1 November, 2004Streatham Redskins 1 Invicta Dynamos 4, 31/10/04Streatham Redskins suffered their first defeat of the season losing 4-1 at home to Invicta Dynamos in the National Cup on Sunday. With both teams undefeated in the league, this Cup game was a good chance to see how Redskins rated against the reigning Cup holders.Halloween</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109933791255233834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109933791255233834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_10_31_archive.html#109933791255233834' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-109923146263124963</id><published>2004-10-31T14:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-31T14:05:53.383Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 31 October, 2004London Towers 99 Milton Keynes Lions 79, 30/10/04The heat was on at the Crystal Palace Sauna on Saturday. My ears were burning which could only mean one of three things:* Coach Peers was on the look out for new talent. Dream on.* The Towers Dancers were on the look out for new talent. Double dream on.* I'm an unfit</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109923146263124963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109923146263124963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_10_31_archive.html#109923146263124963' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-109922454944233371</id><published>2004-10-31T13:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-31T12:11:13.996Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 31 October, 2004Dulwich Hamlet 3 Newport Isle of Wight 3, 30/10/04This was Hamlet's first home fixture on a Saturday for seven weeks; scheduling that has more to do with various cup runs and cancellations than being the stars of Sky Sports Super Sunday.The first words I heard as I entered Champion Hill were: 'Well done Lee Akers!' as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109922454944233371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109922454944233371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_10_31_archive.html#109922454944233371' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-109898921935284231</id><published>2004-10-28T18:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-28T18:47:06.780Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerThursday 28 October, 2004Nottingham Panthers 1 Belfast Giants 2, 26/10/04The first shock of the evening was forking out 50p for fifteen minutes in the NCP Car Park in Stoney Street. I know of local ladies whose quarterly hour rate is less than this, although unlike the NCP, apparently you do have to pay up front.Don't you just love half term</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109898921935284231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109898921935284231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_10_24_archive.html#109898921935284231' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-109813899179295154</id><published>2004-10-18T22:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-18T22:38:33.160Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerTuesday 19 October, 2004Streatham Redskins 8 Peterborough Islanders 0, 17/10/04Streatham Redskins returned to the High Road rink on Sunday after a controversial road trip at Milton Keynes the week before, determined to press ahead with their fine league form as Peterborough Islanders tried their luck against the English National League leaders</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109813899179295154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109813899179295154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_10_17_archive.html#109813899179295154' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-109800543011980112</id><published>2004-10-17T09:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-17T09:30:37.103Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 17 October, 2004London Towers 84 Newcastle Eagles 86, 16/10/04Gosh I've missed the Towers Dancers over the summer months. The first game back for me at the Crystal Palace sauna and the leggie lovelies face some stiff competition this season. Well, I say stiff but what I really mean is competition. As for the stiffness? Is that a three </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109800543011980112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109800543011980112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_10_17_archive.html#109800543011980112' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-109744699001989780</id><published>2004-10-10T22:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-10T22:23:52.816Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerMonday 11 October, 2004London Racers 4 Nottingham Panthers 5, 10/10/04Friday night in the not so fast lane or stuck in a Sunday afternoon snarl up? It's make your mind up time. Different day, same shit. Hopefully not for the Racers though after losing 5-2 to the Bracknell inbreds the night before. One hour and 45 minutes from Sunny Stockwell </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109744699001989780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109744699001989780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_10_10_archive.html#109744699001989780' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-109692477521665915</id><published>2004-10-04T21:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-04T21:19:52.790Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerMonday 4 October, 2004Streatham Redskins 5 Slough Harrier Hawks 0, 03/10/04Streatham Redskins remain joint top of the English National Ice Hockey League after a comfortable 5-0 home win against the Slough Harrier Hawks last Sunday. The South London side remains unbeaten for the season with a near identical record to Invicta Dynamos, a team </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109692477521665915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109692477521665915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_10_03_archive.html#109692477521665915' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-109649384459965344</id><published>2004-09-29T21:37:00.001Z</published><updated>2004-09-30T10:23:00.070Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerThursday 30 September, 2004Dulwich Hamlet 2 Whyteleafe 3, 28/09/04I missed the first goal (Kevin Cooper after 53 seconds apparently) having been reduced to the trots and a long sit down, the turd treatment coming after hearing Mr Tony's conference speech on C4 News. And relax...With our Beloved Leader (Mr Tony, not Martin Eede) facing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109649384459965344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109649384459965344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_09_26_archive.html#109649384459965344' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-109619627654429599</id><published>2004-09-26T10:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-26T17:09:26.023Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 26 September, 2004Haringey Greyhounds 0 Streatham Redskins 7, 25/09/04Red faces ahead of face off; nope, not a figure dancing display by Haringey's Dave Richards, but I arrived at Ally Pally with precisely £1.32 in my pocket, a slight oversight after a spending spree at Sainsbury's earlier. 'The Mouth' may be a cheap skate, so to speak,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109619627654429599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109619627654429599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_09_26_archive.html#109619627654429599' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-109579984668225264</id><published>2004-09-21T20:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-21T20:52:42.920Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerTuesday 21 September, 2004Streatham Redskins 8 Basingstoke Buffalo 3, 19/09/04Streatham Redskins got their English National League season off to a winning start on Sunday with an impressive 8-3 home victory over Basingstoke Buffalo, a team that challenged in the play-offs back in April. With Redskins missing some key players, this was expected</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109579984668225264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109579984668225264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_09_19_archive.html#109579984668225264' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-109561261216200026</id><published>2004-09-19T16:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-19T16:53:25.873Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 19 September, 2004West Indies Vs South Africa ICC Champions Trophy, 19/09/04 (don't give a toss about the result to be honest)The ultimate in Crap Match Reports, so crap that I didn't even get past the main gates. With less than one hour remaining of play and the Windies cruising to victory in a ground only a third full, no freebie </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109561261216200026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109561261216200026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_09_19_archive.html#109561261216200026' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-109510050508921211</id><published>2004-09-13T18:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-13T21:59:56.336Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerMonday 13 September, 2004Haringey Greyhounds 1 Streatham Redskins 7, 11/09/04Streatham Redskins got off to a winning start in the English National League Cup away to new boys Haringey Greyhounds at Alexander Palace on Saturday. Icing for the South London team was new recruit Simon Greaves, a 'stay at home' D-man who has played at the highest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109510050508921211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109510050508921211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_09_12_archive.html#109510050508921211' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-109502637636808342</id><published>2004-09-12T21:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-14T15:53:09.166Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 12 September, 2004Dulwich Hamlet 1 Burgess Hill Town 2, 11/09/04Having spent the morning wearing the pink 'n blue and having my arse kicked around the park by the Fulham Cottagers, the last thing I want in the afternoon is to turn up at Champion Hill and be kicked out of my seat by a set of Burgess Hill supporters who make The Rabble </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109502637636808342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109502637636808342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_09_12_archive.html#109502637636808342' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-109501403979457707</id><published>2004-09-12T18:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-12T18:34:05.330Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 12 September, 2004London Racers 1 NHL Charity Team 4, 10/09/04New flash Walthamstow Bus Garage, same old crap No 48 bus service; new flash Racers hockey, same old... hold your breath right there young man. A bus garage is more than the sum of its parts. It's a living, breathing public space full of bag ladies peeing their pants at the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109501403979457707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109501403979457707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_09_12_archive.html#109501403979457707' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-109449065349889106</id><published>2004-09-06T17:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-06T17:13:21.093Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerMonday 6 September, 2004Streatham Redskins 2 Slough Jets 5, 05/09/04Two familiar rituals, one not so; The Boys are Back in Town blasting out around the old barn and the team cry of 'SKINS!!!!' as the pre-game huddle heralded the start of a new season down at the High Road. But wait - what's this great tub of lard doing on centre ice? Oh, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109449065349889106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109449065349889106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_09_05_archive.html#109449065349889106' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-109433202322914854</id><published>2004-09-04T21:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-04T22:42:53.820Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSaturday 4 September, 2004Dulwich Hamlet 2 Burnham 1, 04/09/04Millwall may have gone all the way last May but I didn't see laughing boy Denny and the rest of the Bermondsey boys battling it out against the likes of Burnham whilst the cricket season was still in progress. Actually it would be nice for once if Dulwich's FA Cup dream could still </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109433202322914854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109433202322914854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_08_29_archive.html#109433202322914854' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-109372788623370812</id><published>2004-08-28T21:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-28T21:18:15.686Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 29 August, 2004Dulwich Hamlet 2 Croydon Athletic 0, 28/08/04Early doors, early goal for Dulwich. Which caught me out slightly as I was too busy gossiping about the incestuous nature of the South London ice hockey scene. And boy, have I got some tales to tell... Fifteen minutes in and Ronnie Green was on the end of a determined David </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109372788623370812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109372788623370812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_08_22_archive.html#109372788623370812' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-109342825513497687</id><published>2004-08-25T10:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-25T10:17:13.736Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerWednesday 25 August, 2004Dulwich Hamlet 1 Metropolitan Police 3, 24/08/04Evening all, evening all. Always a pleasure to welcome the Old Bill down to Champion Hill, and I don't mean out favourite turn style operator either. With membership of the Met Police football team now being open to any Tom, Dick or semi-pro money grabbing footballer, the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109342825513497687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109342825513497687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_08_22_archive.html#109342825513497687' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-109320370742635157</id><published>2004-08-22T19:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-22T19:50:34.073Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 22 August, 2004National Village Cricket Final - Sully Centurions beat Exhall and Wixford by an awful lots of runs (I fell asleep in the Lords sun...), 22/08/04The National Village Final is an opportunity to get into Lords for free. Let me repeat that again: The National Village Final is an opportunity to get into Lords for FREE. I was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109320370742635157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109320370742635157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_08_22_archive.html#109320370742635157' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-109312482476298655</id><published>2004-08-21T21:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-22T19:51:07.063Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Test Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSaturday 21 August, 2004England 470 &amp; 4-0 beat the West Indies 152 &amp; 318 by 10 wickets, 21/08/04No sneaking into the freebie Seats of No Shame today. A £30 birthday treat from mrs onionbagblogger, but I did consider cashing it all in outside The Oval and doing the dirty deed with a tout tosspot. Thanks for the birthday present dear, you're </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109312482476298655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109312482476298655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_08_15_archive.html#109312482476298655' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-109253447360251813</id><published>2004-08-15T01:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-15T01:48:00.350Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 15 August, 2004Dulwich Hamlet 2 Banstead Athletic 3, 14/08/04The first home match of the season and the hoolies were on the hunt down at the Hamlet; I'm saddened to report that I was threatened with violence upon my arrival at Champion Hill. The lynch mob was waiting for me at the gate and I was warned by the Chairman of the Dulwich </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109253447360251813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109253447360251813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_08_15_archive.html#109253447360251813' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-109139919425251186</id><published>2004-08-01T22:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-01T22:26:39.776Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 1 August, 2004Dulwich Hamlet 0 Fisher Athletic 1, 31/07/04A larger than life figure has been casting a sizeable shadow on Dulwich's pre-season fixture list; returning hero Pete Garland fills the boots (and shirts) of two average players at this level and the meaty midfield player clearly still has the appetite. For the game of course.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109139919425251186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/109139919425251186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109139919425251186' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-108983931496526114</id><published>2004-07-14T21:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-14T21:09:28.800Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Puck Bunny Summer Hockey Blues story filed by: onionbag bloggerThursday 15 July, 20042004 is supposed to be a Superb Summer of Sport if we are to believe the BBC. Not if you are a slap shot starved puck bunny with a Brian McLaughlin fixation though; Euro 2004 is a three week televised marketing convention for bluechip companies, Wimbledon is for flag wavers and the Athens Olympics is nothing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108983931496526114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108983931496526114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_07_11_archive.html#108983931496526114' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-108949537225429948</id><published>2004-07-10T21:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-10T21:36:21.903Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSaturday 10 July, 2004Surrey 185-7 beat Kent 182-9 by three runsMy prejudice against pyjama cricket has spread over to the professional; I spent Friday morning teaching Year 3 the noble art of defending your wicket, playing straight and playing safe at ALL times. Just like Geoffrey Boycott talking down to the television masses, the response </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108949537225429948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108949537225429948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_07_04_archive.html#108949537225429948' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-108775608345672190</id><published>2004-06-20T18:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-06-22T22:22:55.503Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 20 June, 2004Gloucestershire 368 &amp; 4-0 Surrey 598, day three, bad light stopped play, 20/06/04On reflection I should have known better than to try and watch cricket with Wimbledon fortnight imminent. I dodged the midday showers (I lie, my new posterior protracting physio routine takes the best part of a day to complete) and took up my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108775608345672190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108775608345672190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_06_20_archive.html#108775608345672190' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-108569738428489300</id><published>2004-05-27T22:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-06-03T11:29:50.656Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerFriday 28 May, 2004Surrey 479 Kent 239 &amp; 254-4 (f-o), day three, stumps, 27/05/04I took up my freebie Seat of No Shame at 5.30 with Carberry and Key at the crease - which is more or less where I left the game yesterday. Small detail of course of Kent being skittled out for 239 in their first innings and batting to avoid an innings defeat.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108569738428489300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108569738428489300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_05_23_archive.html#108569738428489300' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-10856086946640420</id><published>2004-05-26T21:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-26T22:01:23.003Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerThursday 27 May, 2004Surrey 479 Kent 181-5, day two, stumps, 26/05/04Watching cricket in the 5 'O clock freebie Seats of No Shame at The (semi) Oval leaves you in a state of ignorant bliss as you speculate at what has taken place during the day. It's a bit like going to the cinema to see a blockbuster like Troy for the final ten minutes, being</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/10856086946640420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/10856086946640420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_05_23_archive.html#10856086946640420' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-108534965208146653</id><published>2004-05-23T22:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-23T22:02:07.420Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerMonday 24 May, 2004Surrey 268 all out beat Essex 237 all out by 31 runsA sunshine day to signal the official start of the onionbagblog summer season; out goes the PG Tips in the flask and in comes the smoothie. Although thanks to a not very rigorous washing up routine (her, not me), the stains of Dulwich's last home defeat (not that kind, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108534965208146653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108534965208146653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_05_23_archive.html#108534965208146653' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-108500571150554059</id><published>2004-05-19T22:28:00.001Z</published><updated>2004-05-19T22:28:37.510Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerThursday 20 May, 2004Surrey 359 Middlesex 23-0, day one, stumps, 19/05/04With 'work' done and dusted (more dusted than done to be honest) and the daily drudge of drinking kiddie piss complete (aka swimming at Brixton Rec), I decided to head down to The (semi) Oval, just in time for the 5 'O clock freebie Surrey Seats of no Shame scam. An open</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108500571150554059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108500571150554059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_05_16_archive.html#108500571150554059' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-108378907932029635</id><published>2004-05-05T20:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-10T23:36:58.096Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerTuesday 4 May, 2004Dulwich Hamlet 2 Wealdstone 2 (after extra time), Wealdstone win 5-4 pen shootout (ARSE), 03/05/04Heading towards Champion Hill five minutes before kick off and it was clear something was up; never has so much noise been heard at the Hamlet, well, not since some bright spark realised that Tooting and Mitcham rhymes with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108378907932029635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108378907932029635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108378907932029635' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-108356885552614859</id><published>2004-05-03T07:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-04T23:03:15.560Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerMonday 3 May, 2004DHFC Supporters Team 1 Lokomotiv Ladyboy (erm...? Possibly got this slightly wrong) 1 (when I buggered off just before half time), 01/05/04Having witnessed an abysmal Dulwich Hamlet collapse earlier in the afternoon, I stayed behind at Champion Hill on Saturday to try and restore my faith in the proud name of DHFC. Just as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108356885552614859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108356885552614859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108356885552614859' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-108345346510538290</id><published>2004-05-01T23:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-02T09:32:58.093Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 2 May, 2004Dulwich Hamlet 1 Walton &amp; Hersham 4, 01/05/04How the hell did The Hamlet go from being start of season promotion certs to making us supporters sit at the last game of the season with our fingers, arms and legs crossed, hoping and praying for a win and for results elsewhere to go our way? With more superstitions than a Stevie</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108345346510538290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108345346510538290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108345346510538290' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-108292836250074746</id><published>2004-04-25T21:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-04-25T21:31:03.623Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerMonday 26 April, 2004Surrey all out (42.3 overs) lost to Glamorgan 147-3 (22.3 overs) by seven wickets, 25/04/04Sunday League may be played in pyjamas but that's still no excuse for Surrey looking like they were ready for bed with a nightmare opening first few overs. My Sunday roast (OK, beans on toast) hadn't had time to settle by the time </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108292836250074746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108292836250074746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108292836250074746' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-108289686855363839</id><published>2004-04-25T12:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-04-25T12:46:31.043Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 25 April, 2004Surrey 418 &amp; 203 lost to Middlesex 325 &amp; 300 by six wickets, 24/04/04I put on a clean pair of pants (a rarity), minded my Ps &amp; Qs, packed a sliver spoon (not for my mouth, for my Pot Noodle) and crossed the river as Surrey took on our North London neighbours at Lords, the spiritual home of cricket. Imagine that the (semi)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108289686855363839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108289686855363839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108289686855363839' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-108230946953597884</id><published>2004-04-18T17:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-04-18T17:36:18.653Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 18 April, 2004watch towers dancers video (two for the price of one - that's vids, not dancers...) London Towers 96 Newcastle Eagles 94, 17/04/04I arrived at The Palace to be told that the ball game was running late - a bit like the Towers season which has gained massive momentum since the slow start. One game away from the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108230946953597884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108230946953597884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108230946953597884' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-108229339192155635</id><published>2004-04-18T13:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-04-18T13:07:13.966Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSaturday 17 April, 2004Sussex 243-4 (when I buggered off at 4pm) Surrey 304 all out, 17/04/04The average age of a Surrey supporter for a County Championship match down at The Oval is 98. This has been proved to be a scientific fact. This figure is set to double however this season with the appearance of Surrey old boy Alec Stewart BEHIND the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108229339192155635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108229339192155635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108229339192155635' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-108179951252588006</id><published>2004-04-12T19:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-04-17T16:13:53.653Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerMonday 12 April, 2004Dulwich Hamlet 0 Bromely 4, 12/04/04Millwall may be making plans for foreign opposition, but down at Dulwich, European football already exits; departing on their annual oversees trip from the small corner of northern France were Le Bromlei. Students of geography may take issue with this, but when our Kent based buddies </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108179951252588006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108179951252588006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108179951252588006' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-108171683913054796</id><published>2004-04-11T20:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-04-11T20:57:52.076Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 11 April, 2004London Towers 93 Chester Jets 102, 10/04/04watch towers dancers videoCrap '80s Aussie soap Home and Away was best known for being watched by few, containing little excitement and being second best to the superior Neighbours. London Towers were tonight playing for HOME court advantage in the play offs but after this poor </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108171683913054796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108171683913054796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108171683913054796' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-108137644551691539</id><published>2004-04-07T22:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-04-07T22:26:31.200Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Play Off Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerWednesday 7 April, 2004Last Man Standing at the Play Offs (and it's not the London Racers...)Elite League first semi-final: Cardiff Devils 0 Sheffield Steelers 2, 03/04/04It seems that the Elite League play off finals weekend has now become the perfect platform to launch a new team by announcing to a captive hockey crowd the latest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108137644551691539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108137644551691539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108137644551691539' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-108048095170658071</id><published>2004-03-28T13:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-28T16:41:21.170Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 28 March, 2004London Towers 87 Milton Keynes Lions 79, 27/03/04Another Saturday night, another packed house at the Crystal Palace dive. That will be the Mad as a Wet Hen spine bending youth then leaping twenty foot from the diving board in the pool below. I pondered some pics of the belly flopping boys but it didn't seem appropriate </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108048095170658071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108048095170658071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108048095170658071' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-108047235506221830</id><published>2004-03-28T11:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-28T13:21:56.390Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSaturday 27 March, 2004Dulwich Hamlet 3 Marlow 1, 27/03/04Welcome to football friendly Dulwich Hamlet, home of grass roots football in the local community. The hand of welcome from The Voice of Champion Hill wasn't quite that open however, declaring before kick off:'A message for our younger fans (which given the average age of the doddering</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108047235506221830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/108047235506221830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108047235506221830' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107983337405508531</id><published>2004-03-21T01:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-25T21:32:26.186Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSaturday 20 March, 2004London Towers 98 Newcastle Eagles 94, 20/03/04A tight toe to toe tussle at the Towers tonight - and that was just my waistline wedging past the chunky chap in front of me after I came close to overdosing on Krispy Kreme Doughnuts. Having watched a Money Programme special earlier in the week all about how the Donut </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107983337405508531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107983337405508531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#107983337405508531' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107954545622886414</id><published>2004-03-17T17:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-17T17:49:32.716Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Season Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerWednesday 17 March, 2004The history books for the London Racers state that Year Zero was April 5 2003 (1936 my arse), when a londonracers.com advertising board made a shock appearance at the Play-Off Finals in Nottingham.'You can stick yer London Racers up yer arse...' wasn't exactly an open arms welcome from the Knights hardcore as their </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107954545622886414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107954545622886414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107954545622886414' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107921039385734199</id><published>2004-03-13T20:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-15T17:14:02.340Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 14 March, 2004Dulwich Hamlet 4 Ashford Town 0, 13/03/04Not a great start; after an energy sapping Saturday morning spent polishing the beast between my legs as fast, as hard and as often as possible, the mid-March weather pissed all over my parade as soon as I left the not very Sunny Stockwell. That will teach me to clean my Marin with</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107921039385734199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107921039385734199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107921039385734199' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107918043507971270</id><published>2004-03-13T12:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-16T21:47:08.576Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSaturday 13 March, 2004  London Racers 3 Sheffield Steelers 6, 12/03/04A hat trick of Friday night feasts at the Corrugated Chicken Shack; nope, not the THREE Win London Racers (has a nice feel to it, dontcha think?) winning THREE games on the bounce, but THREE consecutive Weekend Welcoming Ginsters Cheese and Onion Slices savoured from the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107918043507971270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107918043507971270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107918043507971270' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107869477385901971</id><published>2004-03-07T21:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-08T23:23:08.390Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 7 March, 2004London Racers 2 Manchester Phoenix 7, 05/03/04As a school kid I use to think that my name was 'Get Lost' as this is what the other children called me in the playground. Twenty five years later and it wouldn’t surprise me to wake up one morning and find that the Victoria Line has been re-named 'Severe Delays'; no need to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107869477385901971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107869477385901971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107869477385901971' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107835904825458374</id><published>2004-03-04T00:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-04T22:59:47.700Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerThursday 4 March, 2004London Racers 4 Basingstoke Bison NOTHING!!!!, 02/03/04Here's one for you: HERD the one about the free-scoring, short-handed, slap shot happy, home shut out London Racers beating the Basingstoke Bison? (Bison, Herd - want me to draw pictures?). Happy hunting...No Mans Land between Finsbury Park and Seven Sisters hasn't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107835904825458374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107835904825458374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107835904825458374' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107807210803205110</id><published>2004-02-29T16:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-29T23:07:16.263Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 29 February, 2004London Towers 91 Sheffield Sharks 88, 28/02/04A top of the table big summit meeting as the Towers took on league leaders Sheffield in a game that was always going to be a significant test for Coach Peers and his squad ahead of the play-offs. Yet another bumper crowd down at the Palace, boosted with a load of local </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107807210803205110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107807210803205110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107807210803205110' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107806967389549743</id><published>2004-02-29T15:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-25T21:34:11.513Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSaturday 28 February, 2004Dulwich Hamlet 2 Slough Town 4, 28/02/04'Come friendly bombs and fall on Slough, it isn't fit for humans now...'..bemoaned that well known non-league football fan Sir John Betjeman. Either the bard's poetry premonitions had come into fruition or the Mighty Slough Jets didn't have a game as Champion Hill became easy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107806967389549743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107806967389549743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107806967389549743' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107797848301004920</id><published>2004-02-28T14:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-29T11:37:02.763Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerFriday 27 February, 2004  London Racers 3 Nottingham Panthers 2 (OT), 27/02/04A rare On Budget (I didn' fare dodge) and On Time tube journey and I was all set to make face off for the first time this season. But then what' this? A Babe at the Bus Stop encounter, making all the right signals suggesting that she wants me to ring her bell, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107797848301004920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107797848301004920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107797848301004920' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107775044014763179</id><published>2004-02-25T23:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-26T08:13:45.140Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerWednesday 25 February, 2004London Racers 0 Manchester Phoenix 2, 24/02/04A breeze of a journey with forty winks on the tube relieving the boredom of 'I spy with my little eye, something beginning with T; that will be Tottenham Hale then' – repeat ad nausea for nine non-descript tube stations. I said twenty WINKS by the way, although being </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107775044014763179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107775044014763179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107775044014763179' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107749813957063502</id><published>2004-02-23T01:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-23T20:51:23.763Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerMonday 23 February, 2004Stretham Redskins 2 Invicta Dynamo 6, 22/02/04The last league match of the season for the re-born Streatham Redskins and still all to play for with a win against table toppers Invicta Dynamos guaranteeing a place in the play-offs. The enthusiasm for old time hockey down at the High Road rink has grown stronger with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107749813957063502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107749813957063502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107749813957063502' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107741504338653789</id><published>2004-02-22T01:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-22T02:01:30.390Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 22 February, 2004London Towers 103 Scottish Rocks 93, 21/02/04Having booked my matchday ticket through lastminute.com (REALLY worth flagging that they have a FIVE pound Towers ticket deal for the rest of the season), I thought I would take the time saving principle to its extreme; sorry to say folks but it just can' be done: I challenge</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107741504338653789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107741504338653789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107741504338653789' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107736321651993204</id><published>2004-02-21T11:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-21T14:05:18.093Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSaturday 21 February, 2004London Racers 3 Basingstoke Bison 4, 20/02/04No Bus No. 48 farting about this week; straight outta Walthamstow Central and there was the little red beauty all ready and primed for action. It's always nice to catch up with the Walthamstow Bag Lady, but a more welcome site was the fast track No. 48 tearing up the mean </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107736321651993204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107736321651993204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107736321651993204' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107709976719527747</id><published>2004-02-18T10:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-18T10:37:08.936Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerWednesday 18 February, 2004London Racers 1 Cardiff Devils 5, 17/02/04Pub bores whittle on endlessly about mundane things that blokes get up to in pubs. No shame then in admitting here that I am an online hockey / No. 48 bus baiting bore, and yet again the four wheeled red monster came close to spoiling another Big Hockey Night out in Lee </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107709976719527747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107709976719527747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107709976719527747' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107696929809587503</id><published>2004-02-16T22:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-16T22:10:55.450Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 15 February, 2004Nottingham Panthers 4 London Racers 1, 14/02/04Manchester United manage to take 10,000 away fans in their quest for global sporting dominance; in their equally challenging strive for a first away win of the season, London Racers boasted twelve away supporters for the Nottingham road trip, which ain't at all bad </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107696929809587503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107696929809587503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107696929809587503' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107675885377284789</id><published>2004-02-14T11:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-14T11:43:27.326Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSaturday 14 February, 2004London Racers 3 Belfast Giants 8, 13/02/04I don't sacrifice my precious Friday night pizza scoffing / TV watching downtime to be stuck out in some East End wasteland on the No. 48 bus; arrived late, yet again and managed to miss the first two goals for the Giants. Needn't worry, there will be plenty more where they </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107675885377284789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107675885377284789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107675885377284789' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107645815322375065</id><published>2004-02-11T00:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-11T00:18:27.840Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerWednesday 11 February, 2004Dulwich Hamlet 3 Corinthian Casuals 2, 10/02/04I peddled at some pace through Camberwell, setting a new Personal Best of just under thirteen minutes to reach Champion Hill. Waste of effort - I buggered up the kick off time of course, arriving to see the warm up for the first time in eight seasons and then actually </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107645815322375065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107645815322375065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107645815322375065' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107628418406049970</id><published>2004-02-08T23:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-11T23:04:48.890Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 8 February, 2004Streatham Redskins 2 Bracknell Hornets 0, 08/02/04A sixty minute South London Sunday night bus journey (total distance travelled: two miles) meant that there was no seats left on the balcony at the High Road when I finally arrived. I ended up on a bench in front of the plexi, in full earshot of some giggling Avril </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107628418406049970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107628418406049970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107628418406049970' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107616791791801199</id><published>2004-02-07T15:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-07T15:34:22.106Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSaturday 7 January, 2004London Racers 1 Cardiff Devils 2, 06/02/04Missed the opening ten minutes due to the absurd London Transport dictum that requires the driver of the No. 48 bus bus to take a break outside the Bakers Arms, arse about with his on board computer ('ticket machine') for five minutes and then discuss the plot form the previous </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107616791791801199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107616791791801199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107616791791801199' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107558844015788608</id><published>2004-01-31T22:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-03T18:26:17.996Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 1 February, 2004London Towers 92 Milton Keynes Lions 83, 31/01/04Towers returned to the Palace after six away wins on the bounce, and with England captain Ronnie Baker back at SE19 for his third spell with the club having recently re-signed ahead of the transfer deadline. Also making a re-appearance in South London was John 'Old Skool' </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107558844015788608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107558844015788608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107558844015788608' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107554546951426855</id><published>2004-01-31T10:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-31T10:40:03.873Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSaturday 31 January, 2004 London Racers 3 (three THREE THREE!!!!) Cardiff Devils 0 (NOTHING!), 30/01/04Our Lord Saviour Jesus Christ spent forty days and forty nights in the wilderness searching for his inner self and testing his own personal discipline. Pah. Sod that. London Racers spent FORTY ONE games searching for a first win and testing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107554546951426855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107554546951426855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107554546951426855' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107506779247215145</id><published>2004-01-25T21:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-25T21:58:38.840Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 25 January, 2004Dulwich Hamlet 2 Windsor &amp; Eton 2, 24/01/04Onionbagblog can exclusively reveal that in the wake of Chelsea's embourgeoisement (look it up in a sociology dictionary), Champion Hill is now officially the home of South London's finest Shed. OK, so it may be an actual garden shed as opposed to a 20,000 capacity Shed End, but</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107506779247215145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107506779247215145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107506779247215145' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107506680725814257</id><published>2004-01-25T21:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-25T21:42:13.843Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSunday 25 January, 2004London Racers 3 Basingstoke Bison 4, 23/01/04 Many a Man Utd fan eulogise about an FA Cup third round tie away against Forest back in 1990 where supposedly the job was on the line for the Great Red Nosed one. Make or break, not only for Sir Stopwatch but also the 90's Man Utd dynasty that he was about to build. Up popped</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107506680725814257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107506680725814257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107506680725814257' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107436841745173234</id><published>2004-01-17T19:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-17T19:42:12.950Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSaturday 17 January, 2004London Racers 0 Sheffield Steelers 7, 16/01/04Game 38 and optimism wasn’t high for the Racers to achieve their first win of the season; even the hooded mass of teenage tourette wanabes sitting in front of me have toned down their usual fuck, shit and bollocks to mere sighs and a feeling of pre-game pessimism. A smile </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107436841745173234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107436841745173234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107436841745173234' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107382542447376657</id><published>2004-01-11T12:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-11T12:50:44.746Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSaturday 10 January, 2004London Towers 114 Birmingham Bullets 91, 10/01/04Good to see Danny Craven back at the Palace playing for the Bullets, although rather alarmingly it looked like he has lost two stone in weight and grown ten inches. Unlike the 'new look' London Towers cheerleaders. Now I'm not usually one for being cruel to pubescent </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107382542447376657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107382542447376657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107382542447376657' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107374376571518511</id><published>2004-01-10T14:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-10T14:09:43.133Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerFriday 9 January, 2004London Racers 1 Manchester Phoenix 3, 09/01/04The omens didn't look good for Racers to break their 34 (THIRTY FOUR) game losing streak; arriving at Lee Valley I was greeted with the site of Oscar, the Racers mascot quite literally shitting himself and having a dump on the piece of green land outside the rink. Disturbed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107374376571518511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107374376571518511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107374376571518511' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107325836228073717</id><published>2004-01-04T23:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-04T23:19:41.176Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerMonday 5 January, 2004Streatham Redskins 12 (TWELVE) Solent Sharks 0 (NIL), 04/01/04Solent Sharks sailed into Streatham with only eight players – one and two third lines. Still, five pounds for two and a half hours gazing through a murky plexi at a game that was always going to be more one-sided than a straight line still represents VFM. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107325836228073717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107325836228073717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107325836228073717' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107316835503423016</id><published>2004-01-03T22:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-03T22:19:54.733Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSaturday 3 January, 2004Dulwich Hamlet 2 Staines 2, 03/01/04The first Saturday of the New Year, the glamour of the FA Cup, non-league David's clash with Premiership Goliaths. Except down at Champion Hill of course where the Hamlet are routinely embarrassed more in the Cup department than a flat chested dyke walking into an audition for Page 3 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107316835503423016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107316835503423016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107316835503423016' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107316785872849705</id><published>2004-01-03T22:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-03T22:11:17.443Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerFriday 2 January, 2004London Racers 0 Coventry Blaze 4, 02/01/04Blaze netminder Jody Lehman looked rattled even before the first puck was dropped; having spent the entire match last time Coventry were in town illegally moving his own net to delay play, this time round he seemed convinced that the Racer's home ice had more of a slope than the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107316785872849705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107316785872849705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107316785872849705' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107257111515039702</id><published>2003-12-28T00:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-28T00:25:31.846Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSaturday 27 December, 2003London Towers 89 Brighton Bears 93, 27/12/03Almost got flattened by seven footer Kendrick Warren as he was running out to the pisser two minutes ahead of the start of game buzzer. I resisted the opportunity to make my 'so this is where the big knobs hang out...' gag. I hope the mucky pup remembered to wash his hands </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107257111515039702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107257111515039702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107257111515039702' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107254406620212375</id><published>2003-12-27T16:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-27T17:42:22.623Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerFriday 26 December, 2003Nottingham Panthers 3 Sheffield Steelers 7 (SEVEN), 26/12/03A 6,000 capacity crowd, a top of the table Boxing Day derby match and a home team that lived up to their 'Pussycat' reputation. Season of Goodwill etc etc , Panthers gifted the game to their deadly rivals with a shambolic second period collapse. The home team </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107254406620212375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107254406620212375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107254406620212375' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107195936811552403</id><published>2003-12-20T22:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-20T22:29:42.943Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSaturday 20 December, 2003London Towers 93 Scottish Rocks 79, 20/12/03I'm all for a little bit of festive cheer to liven up Crystal Palace but replacing the third rate rap shit over the PA with third rate 'wacky' Christmas tunes doesn't bring much to the party atmosphere. Where's Russ Abbot when you need him? I live in hope that one day the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107195936811552403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107195936811552403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107195936811552403' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107195899430547885</id><published>2003-12-20T22:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-20T22:23:29.213Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSaturday 20 December, 2003Dulwich Hamlet 1 Horsham 0, 20/12/03Bring me Sunshine, Bring me Rain; one of those freakish South London afternoons where we were blessed with both the sun and the rain, though thankfully not a 'Santa is a Dulwich Fan' silly hat to be seen down at Champion Hill. The Horsham 'Stopper' (now there’s a term you don’t here</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107195899430547885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107195899430547885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107195899430547885' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107191771670236181</id><published>2003-12-20T10:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-20T11:22:22.673Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSaturday 20 December, 2003London Racers 1 Sheffield Steelers 4, 19/12/03A hellish Friday night before Christmas journey across London meant that I missed the opening seven minutes or so. Arrived just in time to see the Racers take the lead. Well, not quite true as I was eyeing up the new Racers hooded tops at the time. We were told 600 of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107191771670236181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107191771670236181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107191771670236181' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107135463336460268</id><published>2003-12-13T22:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-13T22:30:46.340Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerSaturday 13 December, 2003London Towers 108 Leicester Riders 91, 13/12/03Happy Happy Joy Joy; arrived at The Palace and was greeted with the wonderful news that the PA system was buggered. No offence to the enthusiastic DJ but my own pre-match preparation (drinking coke, stuffing my face with doughnuts, checking out which cheerleaders we have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107135463336460268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107135463336460268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107135463336460268' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107073631019110079</id><published>2003-12-06T18:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-06T18:45:21.100Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag blogger Saturday 6 December, 2003Dulwich Hamlet 1 Banstead 2, 06/12/03The oldest swinger in town meets the crappest winger in South London. Bit harsh on the local heroes, but the Banstead 'keeper was a balding, pot-bellied porn star look-alike with a nasty looking moustache. The ref was the most lenient official seen down at Champion Hill this season</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107073631019110079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107073631019110079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107073631019110079' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107023380289655722</id><published>2003-11-30T23:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-02T12:10:23.543Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag blogger Sunday 30 November, 2003Streatham Redskins 5 Basingstoke Buffalo 2, 30/11/03Old time hockey needn't resort to blue collar teams grinding out a dump and chase bore of a game; the re-born Streatham Redskins are playing a fluent passing style of hockey, epitomised in the classy second goal for the home team during the first period with the puck </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107023380289655722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107023380289655722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107023380289655722' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-107014533554893203</id><published>2003-11-29T22:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-02T12:10:56.840Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag blogger Saturday 29 November, 2003London Towers 81 Sheffield Sharks 90, 29/11/03A packed Palace for the BBL Trophy semi-final double header. First out were the Towers on their home court taking on top of the table side the Sheffield Sharks. The visitors set the early pace with a 16-21 lead at the end of the first. In the second quarter the Sharks </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107014533554893203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/107014533554893203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#107014533554893203' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-106980320923976586</id><published>2003-11-25T23:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-02T12:11:07.856Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag bloggerTuesday 25 November, 2003Dulwich Hamlet 1 Tooting and Mitcham 1, 25/11/03Dulwich in the pissing rain, Arsenal at home on TV with a pizza? Looks like I lost the toss. And so it was that with conditions resembling boarding day for Noah and his Ark, we welcomed the team down to Champion Hill who inspired the legendary 'you're worse than Tooting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/106980320923976586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/106980320923976586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106980320923976586' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-106961089997731125</id><published>2003-11-22T18:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-02T12:11:20.730Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag blogger Saturday 22 November, 2003London Towers 91 Milton Keynes Lions 81, 22/11/03The opening minutes of the first quarter were more like a game of hockey with the ever reliable Milton Keynes team displaying their usual gooning tactics. A very physical game with Jamison in particular for the Lions trying to take out Sneed for the Towers. The home </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/106961089997731125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/106961089997731125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106961089997731125' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-106961086454008685</id><published>2003-11-15T18:07:00.001Z</published><updated>2003-12-02T12:11:54.183Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag blogger Saturday 15 November, 2003Dulwich Hamlet 2 Worthing 1, 15/11/03One way traffic in the first half with the Hamlet having their backs to the wall against the boys from the South Coast. Oooh, Sailor Boy, etc etc. Worthing took the lead with a bullet of a diving header - shame it was an own goal, but easily out-classed any Premiership Goal of the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/106961086454008685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/106961086454008685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106961086454008685' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-106961087627127159</id><published>2003-11-15T18:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-02T12:11:38.340Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap Match Report story filed by: onionbag blogger Saturday 15 November, 2003London Towers 99 Thames Valley Tigers 86, 15/11/03A storming start from the Towers stealing a 6-0 lead only to allow the Tigers to trail 27-26 at the end of the first quarter. The second quarter was characterised with clumsy passing from the home team allowing the visitors to hurt them on the breakaway with a 44-46 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/106961087627127159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/106961087627127159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106961087627127159' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-106961082529796424</id><published>2003-10-25T18:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-02T12:12:13.013Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap match report story filed by: onionbag blogger Saturday 25 October, 2003London Towers 85 Sheffield Sharks 95, 25/10/03Managed to avoid the London Towers dolly bird dancers who thought they could fool me with a flutter of the eyes into submission and fleece me 50p for a raffle ticket. Sorry girls, but the lure of a 'Crispy Creamy Doughnut exclusive to Harrods' will require a little more in</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/106961082529796424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/106961082529796424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106961082529796424' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-106961081352879236</id><published>2003-10-25T18:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-02T12:12:29.950Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap match report story filed by: onionbag blogger Saturday 25 October, 2003Dulwich Hamlet 3 Epsom &amp; Ewell 1, 25/10/03An appalling game for the football purist with the ball being hoofed high in the air rather than being passed along the ground. Felt sorry for the Epsom &amp; Ewell rotund midfield player; as any budding Trinny and Susannah 'ook at me, I'm gorgeous' shit celeb style guru could </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/106961081352879236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/106961081352879236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106961081352879236' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-106961079933615281</id><published>2003-10-24T18:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-02T12:12:43.276Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap match report story filed by: onionbag blogger Friday 24 October, 2003London Racers 4 Coventry Blaze 4 (OT), 24/10/03Racers took the lead early in the first with Coventry soon equalising. An explosive second period which saw the scores go from 1-1 to 4-3 to the Racers; a fantastic solo goal, a fluke rebound off the boards and a cheating Coventry netminder. What more could you want from a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/106961079933615281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/106961079933615281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106961079933615281' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-106961078369556951</id><published>2003-10-22T18:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-02T12:12:56.183Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap match report story filed by: onionbag blogger Wednesday 22 October, 2003Dulwich Hamlet 1 Metropolitan Police 1, 22/10/03Either the Met Police team has done away with its old Corinthians 'not a cop, you aint playing' style values, or her Majesty's finest are now allowing non-English speaking Portuguese coppers on the beat, not to mention kids with silly Beckham type haircuts. Must play </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/106961078369556951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/106961078369556951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106961078369556951' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-106961076610196335</id><published>2003-10-18T18:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-02T12:13:11.760Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap match report story filed by: onionbag blogger Saturday 18 October, 2003London Towers 91 Brighton bears 86, 18/10/03Ended up sitting with the mongs from Essex Leopards yet again, who since the demise of their club, have taken to attending Towers matches, only to continually slag off the home team. Seems a bit pointless to me. Good to see ex-Towers player Kendrick Warren once again after </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/106961076610196335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/106961076610196335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106961076610196335' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120435.post-106961069289510899</id><published>2003-10-17T18:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-02T12:13:29.743Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap match report story filed by: onionbag blogger Friday 17 October, 2003London Racers 1 Nottm Panthers 3, 17/10/03Face off was late. Still managed to thankfully miss the National Anthem. Tried out the new terracing - a good view but fell over more than once. Racers powerplay has less thrust than a second hand space shuttle. Looked very dodgy behind their own net, almost afraid to advance. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/106961069289510899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120435/posts/default/106961069289510899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crapmatchreports.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106961069289510899' title=''/><author><name>obb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
