Chippenham's midfield is going to absolutely suffocate this match, with Tony Long and David Kirk providing the kind of relentless pressure that makes watching football feel like watching someone slowly organise a filing cabinet, which is to say, technically purposeful but spiritually hollow. Worksop's attack, led by the admirably doomed Algenon Anderson, will find Chippenham's defensive wall utterly impenetrable, generating approximately three attacks across ninety minutes like a man occasionally knocking on a door he already knows is locked. A narrow home win, which will be celebrated briefly before everyone remembers nothing ultimately matters.

Chippenham's home fortress is going to swallow Worksop whole tonight — that nine-point forward advantage on their own turf is a battering ram that Worksop's backline simply cannot withstand. Elias Blucher is going to feast on a defence that looks stretched thin in front of Peter Richman's goal. One-nil, tight, hard-fought, but Chippenham grind it out like iron.