Once sang London also-ran sub-Libertines indie-popsters Les Incompetents. It wasn't a bad song in fairness, bit too much profanity for some tastes, and a little too much gibberish, but not a bad song all the same. The same indifference could be applied to Chatham's already faltering title tilt. I say that as I genuinely believed after some of our pre-season performances that this year we could have been contenders. But we're not. Yes, yes, its early, early doors (in fact, these doors are so early that if we're to take the publican analogy any further we're talking an airport Wetherspoons), but from 3 wins in 4 to 3 wins in 7, and a cup exit away from home, and its not looking so bright.
We are lacking in goals. That's without doubt. Very few clubs have scored less than us this season in the R1S, and we're now shipping them as fast as anyone else. We need to arrest this. Two things as rare as a sober, coffee quaffing breakfasteer in the aforementioned Wetherspoons coming up for Chatham, and that's consecutive home games, including an almost holy grail like rarity, a Saturday home game! This weekend sees the visit of Walton and Hersham, followed by Tuesday's visit of Faversham Town, whom we have yet to meet in a competetive game in nigh on forever, our Kent League tenure ending before their reformation in the early part of this decade. Justin Luchford's Faversham have a defensive pairing of Matt Bourne and Richard Avery, both ex Chats who'd walk into most R1S first teams but seemingly not our own, and a host of other ex Chats including Dave Botterill, Micky Tricky Dodsworth (after the 90s urban musician to whom he bears no resemblance either physically or aurally) and Justin "My Likkle Rooney" Ascheri.
Both matches should be good. I will be at the Faversham game, and will report in due course. In the meantime, enjoy Les Incompetents and their one "hit".
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