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What I want from my football club - Part 4: Basement boys

The Seventy Two has canvassed the opinion of several Football League writers from a variety of different clubs to ask one simple question: what do you want from your football club? Given around 300 words to play with, there were numerous responses so we will be looking at a cross-section every day this week, continuing with the thoughts of supporters of four clubs who have spent 2011/12 towards the bottom of their respective divisions - Doncaster Rovers, Northampton Town, Macclesfield Town and Plymouth Argyle. Doncaster Rovers by Glen Wilson I’m a Doncaster Rovers supporter, because I grew up in Doncaster….

Life after The Seven Two for Northampton Town

When you skim-read the results from each division on a Saturday evening, there are lots of 1-1s and 2-1s. There are a few goalless draws dotted around. The occasional 3-0 or 3-1. There aren’t many 7-2s. But then, not every team is Cobblers. Haydon Spenceley gets it all off his chest… Northampton Town. Around a year ago, we were here together, and I threatened to divorce you, after you were thumped 4-1 by one of the worst sides I had ever seen (Barnet). At the time I ranted and raved, tossed and turned, debating how a team which had beaten…

Media Week: Following Northampton’s fortunes via local radio

“He’s running towards goal, and did the referee bring him down? It’s a foul, well done Marlon Jackson there” 30 seconds later… “He’s given a penalty Geoff.” “Has he? Oh yes, he has, it’s a penalty to Northampton Town here.” These quotes can only really be taken from one place: local radio. At the time of writing, the commentators on BBC Radio Northampton’s coverage of ten-man Northampton’s attempt to hold onto a 1-0 lead at Northampton are speculating as to the prospects of being able to see more “super” Marlon Jackson in the second half. Pray why? Because he’ll be…

One man’s pain as Barnet leather the Cobblers

It is midnight, as Haydon Spenceley sits at his keyboard. He’s had a tough week, one way or another, and he has work in the morning, but he cannot sleep. He cannot even countenance going to sleep. One of the reasons, amongst the maelstrom which is keeping him from his land of slumber: Northampton Town. Northampton chuffing Town. 20 long years they’ve been one of very few constant companions through life, through its ups and downs, joys and sorrows. More often than not, they’ve been the cause of some of the biggest extremes of both. On very few occasions during…

Northampton Town’s glorious, gigantic hangover

They only went and bloody did it. He doubted them, the scoundrel. And they only went and bloody won at Anfield. Haydon Spenceley wakes up and rubs his bleary eyes before putting fingers to keyboard about just how amazing last night was for him and thousands of other Northampton Town fans. Unforeseen glory So it’s the afternoon after the (very late) night before. Having written on Tuesday about Northampton’s chances of success last night, and then seen, with increasing disbelief and joy, the events which unfolded, I really had to write an “after” piece, if for no other reason than…