Brackley is such a pointless non-event as a town, a fixture, a concept, let alone a footballing rivalry, that we truly cannot be arsed with them.
So, for your reading pleasure today, and every day we play Brackley until either the Apes take over and make us run around in loin cloths or aliens in big, f*ck-off spaceships zap us into dust, we will simply keep linking back to this previous article which will always remain tediously relevant.
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| The first image google threw up for the word "Brackley". It'll do. |
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