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The long awaited diary of the Great West Run
0 commentsMarch 27th: Application pack for Great West Run received from Hospicecare. Don't remember the reason for requesting one, but decide to give it a go.
Broadclyst sports hall deemed unsafe
0 commentsFixtures in the Thursday evening 5-A-Side League at Broadclyst had to be cancelled last night after a leaking roof made the surface 'unplayable'.
Wemb-er-ley, Wemb-er-ley, we're the famous ECFC and we're off to Wemb-er-ley!
0 commentsExeter City pulled off one of the most famous victories in their history away at Oxford United in the play-off semi-finals last night, overturning a 1-0 deficit from the home leg to book a place at Wembley in the final.
Diary of a long distance runner
0 commentsWhilst training for the Bloody Stupid West Run - the reason I entered still eludes me - I have been regularly pounding the path from the Quay to Turf Locks and back, ensuring that on a 12 mile route I only encounter two pubs, both with queues for the bar frequently backing out of the door, thus ensuring temptation is kept at arm's length.
Murdoch bows out with a bang
0 commentsAussie winger Alistair Murdoch celebrated his final match for the Chiefs before retirement by bagging four tries against Sedgley Park on Saturday. In doing so he equalled the Chief’s record for most number of tries by a player in a single match, but also robbed opposite winger Jason Luff who was chasing his own record.
Bumper crowd help city over the line
0 commentsLike a geriatric marathon runner stumbling over the finish line, ECFC laboured to a 2-1 victory over already relegated Southport on Saturday, ensuring a play-off place and raised blood pressure of ECFC's loyal brigade.
Sport fraudster exposed
0 commentsSince relocating to the Westcountry to escape the authorities, call centre monkey Liam Matthewson has been boring friends and colleagues alike with a string of tales of sporting prowess as long as his supposed trophy collection.
The Great West Run Pub Crawl
0 commentsOn Sunday the 6th of May the city of Exeter will grind to a halt nearly three thousand mad bastards pound the streets and console themselves for not training enough to enter the London Maraton.
