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Twerton Park, home of that most emotive of teams, Bath
City (and Bristol Rovers), can hardly go down as one of our
happiest hunting grounds in the Alliance. Another defeat was
gained there on 20 September 1980, but it could have been oh
so much different if it hadn't been for the ability (sic) of
one man.
Mickey Moore wasn't a bad bloke, in
fact he was quite personable. He also had this incredible
knack of being first at the bar after a game. He used to get
there even before us (mere supporters) had walked round the
ground to the club. Somehow that really impressed me; I was
rather impressionable then though.
So back to the game. It had been quite a close game and
in fact we had taken the lead just on half-time with a
Royston (what a name, what a player) Taylor goal. As usual
at away games the inevitable happened and Bath eventually
took a 2-1 lead. We were 2-1 down with about three minutes
to go with a free kick just inside their half. The twenty of
us behind the goal were fast losing hope. The kick was
punted to the edge of the box, up rose God magnificently
outjumping the defence (he could then) to head brilliantly
goalwards. The rest was pure farce. With the keeper well
beaten it hit one post and rolled along the line. "Someone
please tap it in!" Then it hit the other post. "Someone
please!" It then came back off this post to about a yard
away from the goal line, in rushes our man Mickey Moore.
We're already cheering the goal - even Graham Gill couldn't
have missed this - but Mickey Moore could and he did. We
couldn't believe it, still can't. How could he have
missed?
Phil McMenemy
Issue 003 - May 1990
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