The Late Challenge - My Best Season Yet

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Back in the nineties, I hadn't missed a home game for eight seasons, which involved lying with wedding invites, parties and only holidaying between May and July. Until that is the last game of the season. Car broke down on the A1, got a very slow train to Leeds and after a very frustrating two hours, decided just to get a bus home. Got in at 6, but better half who had stayed with the car still wasn't back. Sat on the doorstep till they got in, still didn't know the result and the car cost a grand to repair :(
I've learnt not to care about missing games :)
 

Why do forum members give Greenwich such a tough time?

FFS. He's a published author, he chronicles the frustrations and joys many feel on match days, and is totally and utterly harmless and the most decent, honest chap you could happen by in this sometimes aggressive, negative and nasty-minded game we watch.

Don't bother clicking on his posts, if it burns your eyes that much, eh? I'm sure he'll survive.

Keep up the good work GB.

UTB

pommpey

They've probably heard his stand up routine, or possibly the story of the mix up with the raffle prizes at the supermarket where he worked in Brackley. People have been known to lose the will to live less than halfway through that one :-)

In a work context, I was once described as an oddball. I don't think I am, but I took it as a compliment. I'd barely be Vanarama Conference standard compared to Greenwich, who's Premier League and knocking on the door of the Champions' League. I mean that in an affectionate and admiring way.

He is however, with the exception of Lee Baxter, possibly the worst goalkeeper I have ever seen, although his enthusiasm goes some way to make up for his lack of skill :-)
 
They've probably heard his stand up routine, or possibly the story of the mix up with the raffle prizes at the supermarket where he worked in Brackley. People have been known to lose the will to live less than halfway through that one :)

In a work context, I was once described as an oddball. I don't think I am, but I took it as a compliment. I'd barely be Vanarama Conference standard compared to Greenwich, who's Premier League and knocking on the door of the Champions' League. I mean that in an affectionate and admiring way.

He is however, with the exception of Lee Baxter, possibly the worst goalkeeper I have ever seen, although his enthusiasm goes some way to make up for his lack of skill :)

When I used to give him lifts up from London to BDTBL, I just pressed Play and 2 1/2 hours later we'd arrive.
 
They've probably heard his stand up routine, or possibly the story of the mix up with the raffle prizes at the supermarket where he worked in Brackley. People have been known to lose the will to live less than halfway through that one :)

In a work context, I was once described as an oddball. I don't think I am, but I took it as a compliment. I'd barely be Vanarama Conference standard compared to Greenwich, who's Premier League and knocking on the door of the Champions' League. I mean that in an affectionate and admiring way.

He is however, with the exception of Lee Baxter, possibly the worst goalkeeper I have ever seen, although his enthusiasm goes some way to make up for his lack of skill :)

Flitwick, not Brackley. And it was a "Free Prize Draw"; Circle K were far too classy to have a raffle.

Don't forget Nicky Johns. And a member of the opposition once said I looked "a bit like Paddy Kenny."
 
Thing about Greenwich though is this (and forgive me for speaking of he who is possibly reading this anyway, and it isn't the Greenwich Fanclub Association BTW) ... his 'game' isn't everyones 'game', is it? For many it is either a nice, safe coach or train, a car drive into the city centre or even a bus/pub/walk. For him it is a calculated risk on time and probability of kindness of complete strangers, a real nomad fan's life. Much of it is about the adventures on the road following United, and that's the shit we don't see. The intended ninety minutes watching United fuck it up is kinda incedental and in essence, he never ventures to give a Deabat's game write up. I'm sure when people see his selfies on facebook, layered up on some service station slip road near Shitsville at twenty past ten on a Saturday night when the game finished five or so hours ago and we are all sat watching MotD snug in our homes we all think, 'Fuck that'. He doesn't, mind. And despite United getting goosefatted by shit teams, home and away, you know you'll still bump into him on the Fratton End, at Bristol City, at Reading, at Wembley or at BDTBL, seventy layers of clothes on, daft as a daft thing and still hitching back later that day. People with me say, "Who's that?" And I explain and you can see their faces. It's "daft sod!" But that's the whole thing, innit? No other club has a Greenwich to my knowledge.

Greenwich - BTW. I'll do the Foreword of the next book if you want!

pommpey
 
Thing about Greenwich though is this (and forgive me for speaking of he who is possibly reading this anyway, and it isn't the Greenwich Fanclub Association BTW) ... his 'game' isn't everyones 'game', is it? For many it is either a nice, safe coach or train, a car drive into the city centre or even a bus/pub/walk. For him it is a calculated risk on time and probability of kindness of complete strangers, a real nomad fan's life. Much of it is about the adventures on the road following United, and that's the shit we don't see. The intended ninety minutes watching United fuck it up is kinda incedental and in essence, he never ventures to give a Deabat's game write up. I'm sure when people see his selfies on facebook, layered up on some service station slip road near Shitsville at twenty past ten on a Saturday night when the game finished five or so hours ago and we are all sat watching MotD snug in our homes we all think, 'Fuck that'. He doesn't, mind. And despite United getting goosefatted by shit teams, home and away, you know you'll still bump into him on the Fratton End, at Bristol City, at Reading, at Wembley or at BDTBL, seventy layers of clothes on, daft as a daft thing and still hitching back later that day. People with me say, "Who's that?" And I explain and you can see their faces. It's "daft sod!" But that's the whole thing, innit? No other club has a Greenwich to my knowledge.

Greenwich - BTW. I'll do the Foreword of the next book if you want!

pommpey

Sounds like a plan; I doubt Caborn will be available to do the next one (even if I actually wrote it myself and sent it to him for approval).

I'm just copying-and-pasting your post to my CV.
 
Thing about Greenwich though is this (and forgive me for speaking of he who is possibly reading this anyway, and it isn't the Greenwich Fanclub Association BTW) ... his 'game' isn't everyones 'game', is it? For many it is either a nice, safe coach or train, a car drive into the city centre or even a bus/pub/walk. For him it is a calculated risk on time and probability of kindness of complete strangers, a real nomad fan's life. Much of it is about the adventures on the road following United, and that's the shit we don't see. The intended ninety minutes watching United fuck it up is kinda incedental and in essence, he never ventures to give a Deabat's game write up. I'm sure when people see his selfies on facebook, layered up on some service station slip road near Shitsville at twenty past ten on a Saturday night when the game finished five or so hours ago and we are all sat watching MotD snug in our homes we all think, 'Fuck that'. He doesn't, mind. And despite United getting goosefatted by shit teams, home and away, you know you'll still bump into him on the Fratton End, at Bristol City, at Reading, at Wembley or at BDTBL, seventy layers of clothes on, daft as a daft thing and still hitching back later that day. People with me say, "Who's that?" And I explain and you can see their faces. It's "daft sod!" But that's the whole thing, innit? No other club has a Greenwich to my knowledge.

Greenwich - BTW. I'll do the Foreword of the next book if you want!

pommpey

Totally agree. I've sat with Adrian in various pubs (him and his orange juice) and met him outside numerous grounds pre and post match and even at the funeral of the late much missed Marcus (at which he had Mrs SEB enthralled with hitch tales). On all these occasions there is always a story to tell, a new anecdote to be heard, music to be discussed (I think I elevated myself in his estimation, having gigged with the late David Bedford), cricket to get excited about and as a last resort United to moan about. Long may it continue and I look forward to reading Tesco Tales :)
 
Totally agree. I've sat with Adrian in various pubs (him and his orange juice) and met him outside numerous grounds pre and post match and even at the funeral of the late much missed Marcus (at which he had Mrs SEB enthralled with hitch tales). On all these occasions there is always a story to tell, a new anecdote to be heard, music to be discussed (I think I elevated myself in his estimation, having gigged with the late David Bedford), cricket to get excited about and as a last resort United to moan about. Long may it continue and I look forward to reading Tesco Tales :)

RE: the Tesco book - anyone got the number of Ched's lawyer?
 
The stewards I shouted to through the locked gate seemed unsure as what to do but eventually a friendly fire steward came to the rescue by unlocking a door and ushering me in, an act of kindness that led to me feeling sorry for him when the United fans chanted, “You fat bastard!” in his direction.

Yeah, like they were shouting that to the steward ;)


:D
 

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