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WOMEN’S 2022 SEASON PREVIEW NPL

5 April , 2022 By Football NSW With the Liberty A-League Women’s competition coming to an end in dramatic fashion, we turn our attention to our very own National Premier Leagues NSW Women’s competition. If you want to know how much quality our league possesses, just take a look at the A-League Women’s team of the year, […]

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MEN’S 2022 SEASON PREVIEW LEAGUE TWO

7 March , 2022 By Football NSW After a long break, Football NSW Men’s League Two is finally back and the stakes are at an all-time high. With eight promotion spots up for grabs, it’s anyone’s game this year as all the clubs have their minds set on taking the next step up. Every game counts this […]

Men’s R5 Preview

ROUND 5 PREVIEW – LEAGUE TWO MEN’S 6 April , 2022 By Football NSW Round five of Football NSW League Two Men’s brings us a super Saturday, stacked with some blockbuster matches. Our match of the round takes us back to Christie Park, as Gladesville Ryde Magic host Central Coast United. On a five-game stand on Saturday, Bankstown […]

Men’s R4 Review

ROUND 4 REVIEW – LEAGUE TWO MEN’S 3 April , 2022 By Football NSW With only four games of action in Football NSW League Two Men’s, there was still plenty of drama and goals around the league.  After a late postponement, our match of the round took us to back to Jensen Park, as Inter Lions surged past […]

Men’s 2 Round 3 Review

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