It would be tempting to fill this with a bunch of tortuous and tenuous airport related puns. I'll try not to though. As soon as I saw the draw for the 5th round of the Vase I knew where I wanted to be. My only other game in the Vase this year saw Burnham Ramblers get tonked at St Neots. I have always wanted to go to Stansted and this seemed the perfect opportunity. A clash of cultures, accents and league reputations was all secondary to the prize of the quarter finals of the Vase. Stansted vs Dunston UTS
I arrived wildly early having built in far too much time for the journey and the bits and bobs I had to do on the way. I was still just beaten there by the Dunston supporters coach. Seeing as Stansted's last home game drew less than 30 paying spectators the concept of a supporters coach is slightly out of the ordinary. It was just nice to see a home club so pleased to see the away supporters. And not just because of the amount of beer they looked likely to buy.
