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    Rochdale 1 Bury 0

    by The Boy Holty

    We went into this derby match full of confidence on the back of a series of good performances and decent results. Its a long time since we've won at Rochdale, the last such success being a 2-1 win in October 2007 and after a number of hammerings in recent matches, we felt like we owed them one. On top of that we we've got a revolution underway at Gigg Lane in case you haven't heard and with some real quality in the side the time was ripe for a hat load of goals and a good old thrashing of our annoying neighbours.

    However, none of that came to fruition as Rochdale outfought or outplayed us in every department.

    Oh and Rochdale had just ten men for most of the match.

    There were no Bury players who did themselves justice and the entire team utterly failed to rise to the challenge.

    To be fair we started the game well enough. Forrester and Jackson up front looked like they might be able to find room to hurt the home side but as the game went on it was Dale who were creating the better chances.

    They scored after about half an hour after poor marking let Vincenti get in a header. Carson saved it well but the rebound was tapped home by Scott Hogan and we looked in trouble. The truth is though, that we were lucky to be just the one goal behind. Before half time though Vincenti was sent off for a second bookable offence after he clattered Andy Procter. We'll be alright, we thought, we'll have no trouble against ten men.

    Wrong. It was one of those classic 10 v 11 games when the depleted side dug in and gave the opposition no time or space. We couldn't handle them and after a number of substitutions it became clear that we were going to fail. Our best player on the day was actually Ashley Grimes (shows how bad the others were), who came on for the last 15 minutes or so and showed some good awareness and a real desire to score, but he didn't achieve much. Neither did Big Jessica, although she got a good header in that went over the bar.

    After the game the only player who dared to come over to applaud the fans was Tommy Miller, but he was instantly booed, so he turned and scuttled off to the changing rooms. In fairness he was one of the better ones but they needed to know how unimpressed we were.

    Anyway, to follow all that, I had a shit night out in Rammy and Tim fell asleep in the Brook at about 7.00, the big gay.