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As a bit of background, this chap with a microphone claiming to be from Radio Sheffield came into the crowd near me at half time to interview fans. Something I have never before witnessed and whose intent appeared blindingly obvious. Here is my right of reply...
Dear Radio Sheffield
Firstly, I'd like to let you know that the first thing I did upon getting home from the match was log into my online bank and cancel my licence fee direct debit. Frankly, the thought of even a penny of that going towards your wages makes me despair so thank you for your actions at the match, you've saved my household £140-odd quid next year. Send me as many letters as you like. You can bollocks if you think the BBC is seeing another penny of mine. I'm even going to apply for a refund and attach a copy of this post to it
I'm embarrassed for you... you are fucking pathetic. So desperate to be part of the story that you have to try and create one yourself... interviewing fans at half time to try and heap pressure on the manager. I was gratified to note that most of the regular season ticket holders in the South Stand turned you down but a jonny-come-lately did deign to talk to you, to your evident delight.
I'm sure your remit is to report on the stories as they happen, but more and more your sports reporters appear to think of themselves as agents provocateurs, stirring something up so you can say you were on the scene as it happened. If it were my club, I've have told you and your agenda to bollocks long ago as your struggle to remain relevant turns more and more desperate.
Those who go to the Lane know we're shit. I'm not trying to pretend that we're not. But sending your smarmy little media studies graduates into the crowd to stir the pot at half time is frankly, low. There was one person around me who looked disappointed when we scored. Guess who it was.
Get a fucking life.

Dear Radio Sheffield
Firstly, I'd like to let you know that the first thing I did upon getting home from the match was log into my online bank and cancel my licence fee direct debit. Frankly, the thought of even a penny of that going towards your wages makes me despair so thank you for your actions at the match, you've saved my household £140-odd quid next year. Send me as many letters as you like. You can bollocks if you think the BBC is seeing another penny of mine. I'm even going to apply for a refund and attach a copy of this post to it
I'm embarrassed for you... you are fucking pathetic. So desperate to be part of the story that you have to try and create one yourself... interviewing fans at half time to try and heap pressure on the manager. I was gratified to note that most of the regular season ticket holders in the South Stand turned you down but a jonny-come-lately did deign to talk to you, to your evident delight.
I'm sure your remit is to report on the stories as they happen, but more and more your sports reporters appear to think of themselves as agents provocateurs, stirring something up so you can say you were on the scene as it happened. If it were my club, I've have told you and your agenda to bollocks long ago as your struggle to remain relevant turns more and more desperate.
Those who go to the Lane know we're shit. I'm not trying to pretend that we're not. But sending your smarmy little media studies graduates into the crowd to stir the pot at half time is frankly, low. There was one person around me who looked disappointed when we scored. Guess who it was.
Get a fucking life.
