You’re reading The Washbag because as you’re a Swindon Town supporter, so I want YOU!
Do you want to have your say on what’s going on at the County Ground?
I’m looking for fans to write about everything Swindon Town. From match reports, detailed analysis, transfer reactions, tales and stories about your love and support for the club, etc. I want to make The Washbag your place to vent your opinions to the wider football community.
If you’re interested in contributing, please send an example of your work and tell me what you’d like to write about to: Email: thewashbag[at]gmail[dot]com or contact me via Twitter.
It goes without saying…. we don’t pay for any content provided…
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Hi, you left me a message on Twitter about writing for your blog.
I am pretty new to blogging but would love to write for you.
Also, thanks for the link for my blog and will add your link to my blog.
Hi,
If seeing around 30-40 live games in 32 years – during which time I’ve been living in Sydney – qualifies me to contribute to The Washbag I’d love to give it a go. Like many infant prodigies, my life has been blighted by early success, followed by years of subsequent disappointments.
I refer of course to my early football life – from my first game at the County Ground as a recent arrival in the sissie south from the seething metropolis of Hartlepool in September 1963 (to support Sunderland, who lost 1-0), through England winning the World Cup three years later (I was at four of the games including the quarter final win over Argentina); to Swindon’s 67-68 cup run, the League Cup win, promotion, beating Roma, winning the Anglo-Italian cup, beating Liverpool – and then the gradual demise, just missing promotion in 69-70, the a******* Dave Mackay helping to destroy the team, then years of disappointment and relegation that drove me to the antipodes in 1979. As well as Maggie Thatcher.
Not to mention the (still unpaid) parking ticket I received at the last home game of the 78-79 season vs Gillingham (3-1 to us).
So if fond, if semi Alzheimer obscured, memories from the 60s and 70s are of interest, plus a devoted following from the other side of the world, getting to as many games as I can on business trips and holidays, the occasional TV game and listening to games on Radio Wiltshire via the web qualify me, I’ll be happy to try my ageing hand at writing.
I can’t compete with your incisive analysis but I do know a verb from a noun and an Oxford fan from a moron (not a very easy task to distinguish between them).