Welcome to what will hopefully become a regular away match review on www.cpd-wrecsam.co.uk Every true fan knows that away days are what football is all about and hopefully I'll be able to share some of the weird and wonderful antics we get up to when we hit the road, as well as my thoughts on the game.

We arrived in Chesterfield just after 1pm, and not a minute to soon for yours truly who sprinted to the nearest pub to relieve himself after nearly an hour of pain that all men can relate to. However my pain did not go un-rewarded, as I found an extremely friendly, albeit worryingly named pub called 'The Industry'. A few pints and a few more pisses later and it was time to take the short walk to the ground.

On arrival to the away turnstiles I was shocked to meet stewards that wern't so far up their own arses they could be mistaken for glory hunters - no search, no interrogation and no questions upon walking through the kids/students turnstiles. OK, so Nou Camp it may not be, but there's something satisfying about standing on an exposed open terrace for a few hours watching football that could easily be mistaken for The Dog and Duck verses The Grapes. Or maybe I'm just strange.

The second half didn't get any better. In fact the only thing that kept me sane on the way home was the thought that I witnessed Chris Armstrong's first and probably only league goal for the club. It was only a tap in but at least he's done better than our last 'big name' striker did during his short spell at the Racecourse.

It's hard to sum up just how bad we played. The worst thing was Chesterfield were only marginally better. You have to feel for Smith, he's expected to gain us promotion with a squad of just 14 fit professionals (that's if they've been paid this month...) We badly need to bring a striker and midfielder in on loan. Llewellyn and Sam have only clicked once this season, but in fairness today our midfield were absent without leave, so had little support in front of goal.

Enough of the doom though, at least it didn't rain and I can proudly tell my grandkids that I saw Chris Armstrong score...

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