Football, Premier League

Would it make football better?

Would it make football better if the rich clubs did not have so much control? They can buy the best players and collect the ingredients of a great team, just through the money they have. This could be changed, easily by the governing bodies. It could be evened out with a draft like system.

But, do we like the concentration of talent in top clubs, so we get displays like Barcelona against Manchester United? Do we want the talent spread around? Top players get the best out of themselves when they are challenged by equal talent around them.

Comedy, Football, Premier League

You can’t get a black coffee at Old Trafford!

It was just over a week ago, I had my ticket for the match. I had traveled in total nearly 13,000 miles in getting there. So I was in the stadium at Old Trafford. I was cold, I had been living in a place as warm as Spain, and it was a cold Manchester day. I went to the counter for food and drink. I asked for a black coffee. “We don’t sell black coffee” the man said. (I am allergic to milk so I have to have black). But, there was another seller on the other side. They also had an automatic coffee machine. “Black coffee please” I said.
“We don’t sell black coffee” he replied flatly.
“But there is a button on your machine there saying ‘Black coffee’ ” I said.
“We don’t sell black coffee” he stated firmly.

There was nowhere else to buy. I was cold, and there were no options but water. My nephew was laughing by this time – “You’re back in England now!” he said, very amused.

I stood for a while feeling fed up at feeling so cold. I was acclimatised to warmth and I didn’t fancy a couple of hours on the terraces feeling that cold. I noticed a couple of Old Trafford stewards standing nearby. “I can’t get a black coffee here, they don’t sell it here, right?”

“What?” one of them said. “I tried all the places”. So in disbelief they went and checked. They came back. “You’re right!” they said. Then one of them said- “I’ll get you one from the Stevenage side, you can’t go through but I’ll get one.”

Good service after all I thought. My nephew is dying at this point with laughter at this all.

A few minutes later the steward came back. “Right give me the 2 pounds and I’ll get it for you”. So I gave him the 2 pounds. I was going to get my elusive coffee.

5 minutes or so he came back again. He held the 2 pounds out to me. “They don’t do it!” he said. He looked beaten.

So I froze for the whole match, nothing to warm up with at half time. I was near hypothermic and shivering.


(It’s not that weird a drink!)

(My nephew is still laughing about this)


Eventful, but disappointing

There were a few things about the trip that I will write about later, but what I cannot say, is that we won. We lost, with honour, Stevenage are promoted instead of Torquay. Second half we had a real go for it, but the ball would not hit the net.

So now, I am experiencing the disappointment that is all part, sometimes, of being a football fan.


Sweating on a volcano!

I booked a flight to Manchester Saturday morning. I have a ticket for the play off final of Torquay United against Stevenage. All set for the journey and now there is a volcano! If it was Wembley I could have got their another way from Brussels! But other less important teams have got Wembley so I need to fly.

Now I am sweating on the volcanic ash fading away and no disruption on Saturday. Literally the last live match of Torquay I saw was when they got knocked out of the league at Torquay, so this is one hell of a contrast and could be promotion. I need to get to this, no time for volcanoes! 🙂