Two matches in the Blue Square Premier brought together four clubs from directly opposite ends of the football spectrum yesterday and, while the results of those matches were hardly unexpected, it was difficult not to feel at the end of this week that these were not as important as the fact that the matches had taken place in the first place.

How times have changed. So many times in the past the FA Cup giant-killers, Yeovil Town, now stalwart members of League One were knocked out themselves this evening, at home in an FA Cup Second Round replay, by a non-league club. The Glovers had been comfortable in the first match against Blue Square Premier promotion chasers Fleetwood Town with a two goal lead, but two late Fleetwood goals earned a replay at Huish Park and this evening the non-league club finished off the job with a two goal win that hands them arguably the tie of their dreams at the start of January.

With the leagues in full swing there have been goals galore this week, up near the top of the pyramid Fleetwood were beat by York City in the week, finally conceding their first goals of the season.

They didn't quite last as long as Gloucester City, who managed a further ten minutes before Eastwood Town's Jason Bradley becomes the first player to score against them this season

That said, AFC Totton lasted longer than both they didn't concede a goal until yesterday afternoon when they lost 2-1 to Leamington.

"Not in the wider interests of football". We mentioned this astonishing statement, made on the subject of a new club starting in SW19 at the time that Wimbledon FC was being franchised to Milton Keynes, during our report of the first leg of this evening's Blue Square Premier Play-Off between AFC Wimbledon and Fleetwood Town, but it is a statement that cannot and should not be repeated enough when mentioning tonight's home team.

Value is a relative concept, and it is all the more so in the case of sporting events. In recent times, for example, the standard fall-back position for those that defend the increasingly extortionate prices that many football clubs now charge for season tickets has been the size of the waiting list for season tickets at their club.

The history of football in Fleetwood, Lancashire, is one of boom and bust. The town's original club, Fleetwood FC, renamed itself Fleetwood Town and were founder members of the Northern Premier League in 1968, before folding in 1976. A new club sprang up the following year, reached the final of the FA Vase in 1985 and won back its place in the Premier Division of the Northern Premier League three years later.

Twas ploughish, and the slimy dons
Did wyre and wimble in the blarn:
All milty were the braggados,
And the melts raths garn.
"Beware the Jabberwomble, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Franchise phoenix, and shun
The fluidous Snatcherblatch!

Magno Vieira who plays for Fleetwood Town in the Blue Square Premiership in England managed to miss an incredible sitter, but went on to make up for it with a beautiful goal later in the match. Between making that one goal and the fact that Fleetwood Town have made the conference playoffs, Vieira's teammates can't be too mad at him for that sitter.

The title of this little clip reads Magno Vieira worst miss of all time & brilliant goal Fleetwood Town. Typically, there's a dollop of hyperbole whenever something is dubbed "the world miss ever" (or, invariably, "evah"). Hint of truth about this one, sadly, for Magno Vieira, he of Fleetwood Town in the 5th tier of the English footballing pyramid.

Like a moth to the flame, we are often drawn to commenting on the shadowy underbelly of football culture. Whether because it is under-reported, overlooked, or generally swept aside, issues of football finance, supporter tension over club directives, or the vagaries of rules administration provide ample fodder for analysis and debate.

Super Stuart Fleetwood Fleetwood Town 2-0 Forest Green Rovers (29:01:11) Forest Green Rovers fan Phil Sheppard enjoys another weekend away marred only by the football: This is dedicated to Danny Last and Stuart Fuller, two larry let-downs who have used the excuses of the Berlin derby and working in LA to wriggle out of a weekend up the M6 (I'm only jealous).