Bristol City v Middlesbrough, Saturday 20th December 2025, 3pm

December 23, 2025

I’d spent some of the week leading up to the Bristol City game in Bilbao for work. One morning we walked to the office along the canal and passed the San Mames stadium. I’d seen a game there in 2018 when Athletic Bilbao took on Celta Vigo. Unfortunately, there weren’t any football fixtures within travelling distance this time, so I had to settle for a visit to the Guggenheim Museum.

There were one or two exhibits that were ok, but most of it was pretentious bollocks that I could have knocked up in my lunchbreak. I remain convinced that success in the art world can be achieved with good connections and minimal talent.

For the trip to Bristol City, Jen and I stayed over in Stroud for two nights. I don’t think I’d ever been to Stroud before. In fact, I don’t think I’d even heard of it.

Stroud is fairly picturesque and on the Saturday morning we had a wander around. There were a couple of farmers markets, and I had a spiced scotch egg that was really good. If farmers switched from growing turnips and broccoli to spicy scotch egg production they’d do so well that they wouldn’t have to worry about having to pay their fair share of tax.

After lunch I drove down to Ashton Gate and left the car in the Long Ashton Park and Ride car park. It’s a few years since I’d been to the ground, the last time being the first season back in the Championship after the Southgate relegation. My main memory of that last visit is tripping on the way out and saving myself by rugby tackling an old bloke around the waist. He was understandably alarmed by events.

There seemed to have been a lot of development at Ashton Gate since 2009 with at least two new stands. We might even have been at the opposite end to last time. I was in row eleven, but the first eight or nine rows were covered over. As my row was the last of the lower tier, I had a bar to lean back against.

The Boro line up is getting more consistent and was pretty much as expected. Gilbert came back into the midfield, but otherwise it picked itself. Early results elsewhere had gone our way and if we could pick up three points then we might possibly go ten points clear of third place.

If Morgan Whittakers’s shot against the inside of the post had gone in after three minutes, then I think that we would have run out easy winners. We dominated possession and territory, but their goal after a quarter of an hour allowed them to defend deep and we never really looked like breaking them down. When their second goal went in it was clear that it wasn’t going to be our day. Still, we go into Christmas in second place, five points clear of third. We’d all have taken that in August.

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Middlesbrough v QPR, Saturday 13th December 2025, 3pm

December 22, 2025

The Kim Hellberg new manager bounce was paying dividends with three wins out of three since his arrival. Visitors QPR had won four of their last five games to move up to seventh and, on paper at least, posed a threat.

We’ve been playing so well though in the last few games that Tom and Harry shared my view that we would turn them over.

Kim’s team selection was interesting, with the risen from the dead Bangura and Gilbert dropping to the bench. He later explained that after so long out he didn’t want them to play too much too often until they were fully match-fit. Fair enough.

We started well and created plenty of opportunities. Boro’s first goal came from a pinpoint Hackney through ball that Strelec finished like a true striker and the second was a trademark Whittaker finish after an equally pinpoint pass from goalkeeper Brynn.

Best goal of the day though was Tommy Conway’s penalty early in the second half. He’s been on a scoring drought which the whole stadium was willing him to end. The relief both on and off the pitch was obvious when he tucked it away. He’s worth his place even if he never scores, but hopefully this one will boost his confidence and open the floodgates.

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Brigg Town v Doncaster City, Saturday 6th December 2025, 3pm

December 21, 2025

One of the reasons that I’d decided to head down to Humberside for the Hull game was that it would allow Jen and I to walk a little more of the Yorkshire Wolds Way. It took us thirteen years to complete the Cleveland Way and I’d quite like to finish this one whilst I’m still in my sixties.

We walked on both the Saturday and the Sunday, completing a section between Welton and South Cave in both directions. With the walks in and out to the trail it was getting on for seventeen miles in total. There wasn’t much in the way of wildlife, so the highlight was feeding a robin with ginger nuts.

The Boro playing on the Friday night gave me the opportunity to take in a post-walk match on the Saturday afternoon. I drove South across the Humber Bridge to Brigg for a tenth-tier fixture between Brigg Town and Doncaster City in Division One of the Northern Counties East league.

Before paying my six quid admission I got talking to a bloke in the car park. He had a few interesting stories of his football travels and he also told me that Brigg Town are the seventh oldest English club and that their Hawthorns ground dates back to 1959. It had been refurbished this year to provide a new clubhouse and a 4G pitch.

I spent my change from a tenner on a programme and raffle tickets, then queued for pie, chips and gravy. There was a long covered stand along one side and a smaller covered stand on the new clubhouse side. The facilities looked really good for tier ten, certainly when compared to the equivalent Second Division Northern League grounds.

Most people just leaned on the perimeter fence around the pitch and the dog highlight was some sort of spaniel/poodle cross in a wooly winter jacket.

There was plenty to occupy the crowd in the first half with Brigg taking the lead from a close range header some fifteen minutes into the game and just after the floodlights had been switched on. The home advantage didn’t last long as a mix up between the Brigg keeper, who was wearing goggles, and one of his defenders, allowed a Doncaster striker to steal the ball and finish easily.

Brigg soon restored their lead from a speculative ball into the box that seemed to evade everyone. The was a lot of niggle between the sides which escalated just before the break with two yellows for dissent in quick succession for one of the Doncaster coaching team. On receiving his red card he trudged off towards the dressing room but then thought better of it, doubled back and made for the bar instead.

The drama continued in the second half as Brigg gradually took control. A throw in that went deep into the box was headed towards goal. The Doncaster keeper was slow to react as it looped over him and dropped just beneath the bar. Brigg scored a fourth from the spot with around twenty minutes remaining to extend their lead to four-one. The Doncaster players weren’t happy about the decision and one of them ended up in the sin bin.

Being temporarily down to ten men didn’t seem to disadvantage Doncaster and by the time the miscreant was allowed to return, they had scored twice to bring it back to four-three. Both goals were decent, the latter being scored directly from a corner. Once back to full strength, Doncaster pushed for an equalizer. Despite a generous amount of added time they didn’t manage it though and Brigg took the points.

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Hull City v Middlesbrough, Friday 5th December 2025, 8.15pm

December 20, 2025

Snow is falling, all around me. Not really, although there was plenty of rain coming down in Hull. Jen and I had driven down for the weekend, and I’d dropped her off at the hotel before carrying on to the MKM Stadium. The draw for the World Cup had been on the radio, but after two hours of listening I still wasn’t any the wiser as to which teams Paul and I would be watching in Toronto next summer. Maybe England, maybe Sontje Hansen’s Curacao.

It had been a quiet week leading up to the game, although we had been to see Fatherson front-man Ross Leighton at the Courtroom in Middlesbrough Town Hall the previous Sunday. It was an early evening show with doors at 4pm and a planned 6.30pm curfew. Ross played for a while beyond that, but we were still out of there before seven. Perfect timing for old people.

It wasn’t easy to find parking near the stadium, and I ended up in a back street where a permit was required for anything longer than an hour. I gambled that the foul weather would deter any wardens from doing their rounds and I suppose I’ll just have to wait to see if I got away with it.

Kick-off had been delayed due to the weather causing the Boro to turn up later than they had intended and I took advantage of the additional time to join a lengthy queue for pie, mash and gravy. My seat was low down enough for the rain to blow in now and again. I was also at the very end of our section. It’s the place where the fourteen-year-old fans from each club congregate to take the piss out of each other across the divide and offer invitations to a fight outside that everyone knows will never take place. It was all pretty good-natured, no more than children playing, having fun.

We had a lot of injuries and Kim Hellberg surprised everyone by naming Alex Gilbert alongside Hayden Hackney in central midfield. He was a revelation and may now have a future at the club that very few people would have predicted under Carrick or Edwards.

Hull had Ryan Giles and Matty Crooks in their ranks. Crooks got a good reception and rightly so. Giles was jeered which seemed unfair when it’s the season of love and understanding. He was great in his first spell with us. Less so in the second but it seemed more a lack of confidence than effort.

It all went right on the pitch, and we were four up by half-time. It’s a shame that Tommy Conway wasn’t among the scorers as he worked his socks off again. We eased off a bit in the second half and Hull notched a consolation from the spot. That’s two wins from two games for the new manager.  Merry Christmas Kim Hellberg.

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Middlesbrough v Derby County, Saturday 29th November 2025, 3pm

December 19, 2025

Boro and Derby have a sort of rivalry these days, stemming back to when they cheated their way to the play-offs a few years ago and Gibbo sued them for exceeding the FFP limits and stealing our spot. They settled out of court, but their fans still whine about it.

They like to sing about how they will party when Gibbo passes away and in response the Boro sing about the equivalent celebrations should Derby cease to exist. It’s all a bit childish, but that’s football for you.

It was raining on the way to the ground, so we didn’t stop at the fan zone. Instead, we took our places early for the tifo display where we were required to wave flags whilst a large banner was raised behind the goal. A lot of work must have gone into it all.

Big news was that it was the first game under our new Swedish coach, Kim Hellberg. He is reputed to like playing out from the back, so we might see the return of some of the comedy defending of the Carrick era. There was also in first appearance in almost two years for right-back Alex Bangura. He did well, despite getting a whack in the face, and unexpectedly played from start to finish.

We began badly and were a goal down after a minute. Derby probably had the best of the first half, but once we started making changes, we gradually took control. Riley McGree did well, despite playing deeper than usual. He may well be the best footballer at the club and would likely make a decent go of slotting into any position if required.

The Derby fans were enjoying their day out for the first seventy-five minutes, but late goals from Matt Targett and Morgan Whittaker turned it around and doomed them to a joyless journey home. What a pity. They might be having a party one day, but not just yet.

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Middlesbrough v Coventry City, Tuesday 25th November 2025, 7.45pm

December 18, 2025

I wasn’t very confident about taking anything from this game. Neither were Tom or Harry. It’s not just that Coventry are running away with the division and already have a goal difference beyond anything that we would likely achieve even if we won promotion. It’s just that it’s, well, Coventry. We rarely beat them.

Injuries don’t help and for the first time in a while we had a fairly weak bench. Adi went with wing backs but was forced to slot Alan Browne into the back three in the absence of most of our centre-backs.

We started well and I imagine that the new Swedish boss who was watching on will have been impressed with our attacking play and with the vigorous pressing. However, I doubt he will have been too happy with the defending that left us two down before we were a quarter of an hour into the game.

The momentum shifted when we pulled one back through Morgan Whittaker and then stayed with us when an own goal brought us level.

A cross from the right with fifteen minutes remaining could have led to one of those great comeback nights, but Tommy Conway skied it when it really would have been easier to score than put it in the stand. The miss affected us more than it should have done and a relieved Coventry made the most of their reprieve with two strikes in the last five minutes. Of course they did, it’s what they do. Overall, though, I thought that we did well. There’s definitely something for the new guy to work on.

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Oxford United v Middlesbrough, Saturday 22nd November 2025, 3pm

December 17, 2025

I’d had an eye on this fixture for a couple of years as I’ve not yet seen a game at the Kassam Stadium. I always think of it as a new ground, but Oxford have played there since 2001. In fact, they are planning to move again before long, so time was running out for me to tick it off.

I wasn’t sure whether I’d have enough priority points for a ticket in the Boro section, so took the precaution back in August of buying a cheap ticket from Oxford for an early round of the League Cup. I later got a free ticket from Oxford for an open training day that they held. Whilst I didn’t attend on either occasion, that buying history was sufficient from me to purchase a home ticket for the Boro game without fear of having it cancelled.

Oxford is a decent drive from Teesside so Jen and I made a weekend of it. My plan had been to walk some more of the Thames Path, but it rained all weekend. That meant indoor activities only and we visited a couple of museums, the Natural History Museum and the Pitt Rivers Museum.

I was disappointed to see that the shrunken heads had been removed from public view. Maybe I need to hurry up and finish the doctorate so I can pass myself off as a legitimate researcher and have a peek in the off-limits areas. Oddly, they still had old photos on display of twelve-year-old African girls without their shirts on. I’d have expected more of a backlash about those than the trophy heads. On the plus side there were some good Captain Cook artifacts including clubs similar to those that may well have been involved in his demise.

I’d selected our hotel as it was close enough to the stadium for me to walk to the game. It’s no fun in the rain though and so I took a taxi instead. The Kassam Stadium only has three sides and on arrival I headed around to the right for the lower section of the South Stand.

I’d arrived in sufficient time to catch the end of the Coventry game on the concourse telly and got myself a steak and ale pie and a coffee. By chance I was wearing a yellowish jumper, which helped me blend in with the home fans, but as an old bloke who says little anyway, I wasn’t worried about being outed as a Boro fan.

I took my seat and watched some of the pre-match entertainment on the screen at the car park end. There wasn’t any footage of either of the four-one defeats for Oxford that secured promotion for the Boro in 1967 and 1998, but they did show one of the goals from the 1986 Milk Cup Final against QPR. I attended that game at Wembley with Blainey who had somehow obtained tickets and joined me in London for it.

The Boro fans were opposite me in the end section of the North Stand. It looked as if those in the first few rows or right at the end of the stand were getting wet. I was quite happy with my seat far enough under cover to stay dry and also the luxury of being able to sit down at a Boro game for a change.

Strelec and Nypan weren’t available after international duty and as we were well stocked with central midfielders, caretaker boss Adi Viveash pushed Hayden Hackney forward into the number ten role. This always seems a bit of a waste to me as he gets forward anyway, and I’d like to see another attacking player within the line-up.

We had the majority of the possession, as we usually do, but didn’t really have many shots on target. Oxford went in at half-time a goal up, but Morgan Whittaker bailed us out in the second half with a goal that I managed to photograph.

It was still raining when the game finished and in the absence of any taxis or buses I walked back to the hotel. That’s twenty-three of the twenty-four Championship grounds visited, with just Wrexham still to do.

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Lulea v Djurgarden, Thursday 13th November 2025, 7pm

December 16, 2025

Two days after the Champions League game I returned to the Norrbotten Arena for a domestic hockey fixture. Lulea won the league last season but have struggled this year and whilst they probably won’t get relegated, they are much closer to the bottom of the table than the top.

I went to this one on my own as everyone else had flown out that afternoon. Tickets for the domestic games are harder to come by than for the Champions League and the only availability was in the standing section behind the goal.

It was packed and I regretted wearing such a warm coat. There was plenty of pre-game flag waving and the chanting was orchestrated by a pair of capos on platforms. The atmosphere was the nearest that you’ll get to the old days on the football terraces.

It was a niggly game with nine players spending time in the cooler for a variety of offences. One fella got a red right at the end but with only a minute remaining it didn’t seem much more of a sanction than a two-minute yellow. Perhaps he’ll pick up a suspension as well.

The game was all-square at one-each going into the final two minutes of the third period. Djurgarden then scored and looked likely to have nicked the win. However, Lulea switched to fly-goalie and managed to snatch an equalizer with just eight seconds left.

As you might expect, everyone around me had a smile on their faces. The smiles turned to grins in next goal the winner overtime when Lulea made it three-two to take the points.

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Lulea v Kometa Brno, Tuesday 11th November 2025, 7pm

December 15, 2025

I’d barely returned from Budapest before it was time to head off to Sweden for work. Lulea had a couple of hockey games in the week that I was there and the first was a Champions League game against Czech team Kometa Brno.

It had been snowing heavily on the day of the game and it was a slippery walk from our hotel to the Norrbotten Arena. We had time for some pre-match food at a Thai place across the road before heading inside for a pint.

I’d selected seats low down this time and we were two rows from the action. Directly behind the wags. The Czech side took the lead a couple of minutes in and held it until the end of the first period. That was the cue for us to head for the bar and a second beer. I like the flow of a hockey game which is beer, hockey, beer, hockey, beer, hockey and then an optional post-game pint.

The eighteen minute breaks between play work well, especially since the fellas working the bar are on the ball. It’s a world apart from trying to get a quick pint at the Riverside.

Lulea equalized early in the second period and then rattled in a further five goals in the third. The Czech keeper had done well, but once the second goal went in he got hooked and the away defence fell apart. I didn’t realise at the time, but it was a two-legged tie and I was baffled as to why Brno didn’t keep it tight and settle for a one or two goal deficit going into the return leg at their place.

On the way out I picked up a woollen bobble hat for the walk back to the hotel and a tiny Lulea shirt for the youngest grandson.

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Budafoki MTE II v Kelen SC, Saturday 8th November 2025, 11am

December 14, 2025

I hadn’t originally selected this match as my game for the day, but we’d visited a flea market beforehand that didn’t require us to hang around long. When I realized that we could get to the nearby Budafoki stadium in time for the early kick-off, it seemed a much better option than filling in the time before other potential games later in the day.

The flea market wasn’t as good as the one we had been to the week before. There were too many stalls selling new stuff that would have been more at home in a pound shop. I’d been looking for for a vintage Hungarian horse racing print but was out of luck again. I did manage to get an old wooden box to transport the cigars I’d bought in town earlier in the week. Jen picked up another stole, possibly fox, and with a full complement of legs.

When we got to the ground, we could see the players warming up but struggled to find the entrance. It was a second team fixture and was being played on the 4G pitch behind the main stadium. We managed to get in via the front entrance and passed through the stadium proper, where the first team were training on the regular pitch.

The game was in the sixth tier and free to get into. There were about eighty people watching, most of them from the three rows of uncovered seats along one side of the pitch.

I’d hoped for a coffee, but there weren’t any refreshments available. The rain just about held off throughout a bad-tempered first half where scoring opportunities were at a premium. It was goalless at the break and the players stayed out rather than returning to the dressing rooms. A couple of them took the opportunity to have a piss against the perimeter fence before the restart.

Budafoki opened the scoring close to the hour with a shot from the corner of the box into the opposite corner of the net. It was a great goal. The kind where you spontaneously make a noise of some sort in response, whether it’s an exclamation or a laugh. If I were a cat I’d have been purring. Kelen hit back a few minutes later on the break and their equalizer was enough to eventually take a point. We flew back to the UK that evening having seen five games in Hungary and another in Slovakia. It was a worthwhile couple of weeks.

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