Wrexham 0 Mansfield Town 0
Coca Cola League 2
Darren picked me up at 1. Whilst we were on the way to meet Daf and Scott someone called Mike phoned Darren. I spoke to him, did Darren want any spare tickets? I was speaking to a Wrexham player! Mike Williams to be exact. The Llandudno Jet Set is moving up in the World! As we travelled down the A55 Daf subjected us to a mix CD and a very interesting mix it was too. We veered from Status Quo to Europop Via the Kaiser Chiefs and Mariah Carey. At least Colin Murray or Chris Moyles weren't speaking between the songs.
We arrived at the Railway Arms, Wrexham to find Wyn and Stewart waiting with our tickets, only £5 each. We left for the ground at about 5 to 3. I took a quick detour via the programme shop, I need Wednesday's Wales programme, and the club shop, where I bought a pair of Wales shorts for a fiver. Incidentally I saw Juan Ugarte, the injury prone Wrexham striker. He looked like he longed for the Premiership footballers' lifestyle, all wrap-around shades and a tailored suit.
I arrived to find everyone at the top of the Kop, apart from Stewart. His liked to have his view obscured by a pillar apparently. The game was a little frenzied and few chances were created. That neither side worked the opposition's goalie is a testament to that fact. Mansfield goalie looked like he was lucky to stay on the pitch after one foul.
With not much to hold my gaze on the pitch I gazed around the ground, the seated areas were almost full. Wrexham's policy of £5 tickets had worked. They needed the extra people to help them out of their current predicament. I caught the Mansfield fans tossing an inflatable sheep around like a beachball, how original. The next think that caught my eye was some blokes' spectacularly ugly jumper, casuals and their fashion sense, crazee!!! The score was 0-0 at half time.
Just after half time a nice smell wafted across; Darren was having a chicken Balti Pie. Wrexham looked to be attacking with more purpose in this half, however they didn't really manage to succeed in creating any danger for Mansfield. Nearly every promising attack ended with a cross missing its target, by quite a distance on several occasions. Wrexham looked good until this point. They nearly lost it at the end when Mansfield somehow contrived to create a chance.
One member of the crowd near to us shouted "Paedophile" at the goalkeeper and I felt that it demeaned us all. Wrexham were closer to safety at the end of the game but could have been closer if they had played with more skill in attack. Another journey with eclectic noises awaited us.
Horses for courses
