We might return to the resigned, dry wryness of the 70s
People on the terraces said actual funny things. They didn't just spit vile abuse at their own manager.
Deep into another 0-0 draw, one of our blundering, semi-co-ordinated 'footballers' shanks one high and wide onto the roof of the North Bank and the bloke next to me, a fat lad in a flasher's mac tied with string around his waist, says absolutely deadpan, "I'll get it."
I'm actually píssing myself even now. "I'll get it." The lad was a comedy fúcking genius.
'Seems that I was busy doing something close to nothing
But different than the day before'
'Met a dwarf that was no good, dressed like Little Red Riding Hood'
'Now you're unemployed, all non-void
Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd'
Oh my wd P
'Seems that I was busy doing something close to nothing
But different than the day before'
'Met a dwarf that was no good, dressed like Little Red Riding Hood'
'Now you're unemployed, all non-void
Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd'
Oh I would swap today's "matchday experience" for the 70s in a heartbeat. But the resigned humour would need to be accompanied by vibrant terraces (not sterile seats); affordable family-friendly entry, just turn up nice and early home or away (not expensive season tickets or away ticket "credit" schemes); Saturday afternoon kick-offs (not whenever the TV companies decide); an honest approach to fair play (no play-acting but few bookings or sendings-off which ruin the game); etc, etc.
If today's "customers" who are the majority of those in the soulless bowl (you can hardly call them fans) don't see the funny side of the old duffer's blinding impression of the Black Knight from Monty Python as we would have done in the 70s, then blame the social engineers who spoiled the best of what it was.
Last edited by Yesterday Once More; 02-16-2017 at 07:27 PM.
I wouldn't. My first match at THOF was a 0-0 draw vs Stoke where Alan Durban said afterwards 'If you want entertainment, go to a circus'. The match was due to be one of two (remember that?) on MOTD that night, where each game was shown for about 20 minutes...it was so fùcking boring they only showed 5. Good old days? Bòllocks.
When I was young and full of rage
I hated Tottenham to the core
But now I've reached a gentler age
I hate the fùckers even more.
Did you see thon programme on BBC4 about Blencathra? It was rather lovely.
Also this, tonight:
The Lake District: A Wild Year
9pm, BBC2
A month-by-month account of life around the Lakes that uses time lapse, slo-mo and tilt shift, as well as a lyrical narration by Bernard Cribbins, to build a portrait of communities respecting the rhythms of the seasons and the awesome local landscape. Sheep are herded and sheared; a dry stone wall is repaired; swimmers hit Windermere in spring, followed by tourists in summer; clouds roil overhead. It’s a vivid dream.