Well they say us football fans are a fickle bunch, and the last seven days have proved this. The blog last week celebrated the victory over Wrexham, one time giants of the Football League. Following this wonderful win, we travelled to Kettering and the home of the Poppies. Prior to the 3pm kick off we stood alongside the home fans, enjoying a beer and a certain game at Old Trafford. Rival fans cheered in unity at each and every Liverpool goal. To witness the stands in Manchester emptying 20 minutes before the end of the match was scandalous to say the least. Funny how the prawn cocktail brigade turned its back when its beloved team is getting thumped.

So we ventured to the away end and, thankful for a dry afternoon, found ourselves tucked behind a goal with an old fashioned ground in front of us. One impressive stand stood to our left but the right hand touchline was adorned by two ramshackle stands joined together by an odd looking box! How quaint...

It wasn't a bad crowd and they certainly get vocal up that way. By the time the 2nd half had kicked off, the majority of the home "die hards" had taken position in the side stand closest to us and they bayed for blood at times! Such satisfaction then that 11 guys in yellow, and 60 odd away fans could silence such a partisan number. Now on away games, I like to give the good and the bad. Good was the stewarding, pleasant and friendly, good also were the burgers, however bad, bad, bad was the drinks situation. A coke was served in a polystyrene cup, not even the luxury of a bottle with the lid removed (circa Torquay 2008). Does seem a tad on the harsh side! Also good, or rather clever, were the floodlights, which when lit, each pylon lamps were in the shape of the letter K. Maybe the new ones down the lane will be in the shape of a Martello Tower?

So having brought three points back from Northamptonshire we welcomed Salisbury City to Priory Lane. Possibly the most in-form team in BSP this would be no walk over and, to be honest, the game failed to live up to any expectations, but also delivered the most probable result, a tight 0-0. Certainly not a good display from The Sports, but it saw us gain the magical half century of points in our maiden season at this level. Way back in August, all the Boro faithful would have grabbed this position with both hands, but as at United last Saturday, some still seem unimpressed judging by the forum debates. We are all at some time, touchline managers, but credit must be given for what the lads and management have achieved so far. Fifty points on the board and our place in BSP virtually assured.

Regular readers of the matchday programme will, I have no doubt, enjoyed the "Under the Pier" ditty that appeares each week. Well, I have my own cryptic poser this week. Can you identify a certain goalkeeper seen rushing from Priory Lane after the Salisbury match? It would appear from his status updates on Facebook he had a "hot date" lined up! One P Wills, having been describded as gorgeous was lined up for a treat! I did wonder why a pink football shirt had vanished this season! Moral of this tale? Don't leave your social network account open to all and sundry at the office! (Sorry Lee, it had to be mentioned but I will give you a big kiss to say sorry!) Table-topping Burton visit the south coast next, and as we have proved in the past, reputations mean nothing at Priory Lane.

As I started this blog, so I will finish it. It's a fickle game isn't it?