Posted by : Dave Mason
Date : 21/12/09
Subject : A good weekend in Blackpool

As a Chesterfield Fan it is always a good weekend in Blackpool. I cant remember which season it was but about 10 of us went and stopped in a small B&B north shore. Friday night involved the sightseeing trip up the tower or at least the attempt to go up the tower. All but 2 made it which was me and my now wife who decided to feel faint after 1 2 many. Not a good start to this weekend.

Saturday involved getting up and buying the traditional seaside atire big boobs, fat bottoms, Sailors hat, and blue hair spray. Followed by the statury 10 pints of larger and entry into the ground. 10 minutes in the wife decides to faint and after carrying the fat wench (now slimmer) down to the front and eventually getting her on a strecther we decided to walk past the nice Blackpool fans. I gave the obligatory finger to the gestures that I received and eventually ended up in A&E.

Now I am rather drunk and a little annoyed that I am missing the game and have no mobile to keep me updated so I decided it would be a good idea to bring the terraces to A&E. Singing at the top o me voice a nurse came in the room asking me to be quiet which I declined and she ask me if I normally had my hair like that. 5 minutes later I realized I had Blue hair and that I looked a twohat dawned on me. The missus was obvioulsy in the bad books for the rest of the day and did bribe me with a trip to see the Fat ******* himself Roy Chubby Brown. Cracking weekend Beer wise, shame about the missus!

Posted by : Spireite Squirrel
Date : 24/12/09
Subject : Grimsby away days!

When we played Grimsby in the Cup in 1979 a seagull crapped on my buddy's head, and while he was trying to rub his hair clean he trod in some dog s***. It was a fine game with the best Town side I have ever had the pleasure to watch going a goal down 4 minutes from time only to equalise in the last minute.(We lost the replay, inevitably).

Made up for my previous trip to Grimsby when I was young and foolish and made a rude gesture at some Mariners hooligans from what I had thought was the safety of the back of the coach. Instant biliousness occurred when the said hoolies boarded the bus in an attempt to do me mischief!

Posted by : Spireite1997
Date : 01/12/10
Subject : 10 goal thriller

Chesterfield v Crewe Alexandra Saturday 2nd October 2010. A football match I and another 6,046 people will never forget. The home fans were stunned after goals in the 3rd, 6th and 12th minute gave Crewe a 3 nil lead, and deservedly so. Jack Lester did what he does best and stuck the ball in the back of the net on 23 mins for what already seemed like a conciliation goal - 3-1.

On 26 minutes the nightmare continued, Miller broke through for Crewe to restore their 3 goal lead and make it 4-1. This could not be really happening was the thoughts of both sets of fans. Half-time.

Second half and with the talk on the terraces at half time being “could we really get anything from the game?”, “don’t be ridiculous” was the general response. After no doubt receiving the hairdryer treatment from John Sheridan during the half-time break, the performance from the Chesterfield players was greatly improved.

We had to wait an incredible 29 minutes to see another goal and thankfully it was in the Crewe net on 74 minutes. Jack Lester got his second of the game to make it 4-2. On 79 minutes Lester was involved again, this time getting upended inside the box to earn a penalty. Danny Whitaker stepped up and smashed it in to make it 4-3.

The amazing comeback was now a reality, until Crewe from the kick-off went back down our end and ‘bang’ 5-3, this was getting ridiculous. I’ve never experienced such euphoria turn to such anguish in about 30 seconds. Well that was that or so I thought. How wrong could I be. With a minute of normal time to go, another penalty. Danny Whitaker once again stepped up and slammed the ball into the back of the net for 5-4!

Four minutes was displayed by the fourth official for injury time, we could see another four goals the way this game was panning out. On 90 +2 minutes, Craig Clay who had come on as a substitute in the first half, collected the ball 35 yards out from the Crewe goal. He pushed on another 10 yards before shaping to have a shot on goal. At that moment, a fellow Spireite sitting in front of me shouted “don’t be a hero”, with that Clay unleashed a 25 yard screamer that nestled in the   bottom corner of the Crewe goal.

The game was over, 5-5 was the final score in a game that Chesterfield and Crewe fans would never ever forget!