Leeds United have just announced that they have signed a new sponsorship deal with Cillit Bang…..
Guaranteed to remove the scum from any cup.
I wonder if these adorable ManYoo supporting creatures have stopped crying yet?
Just occasionally, something so wonderful happens, it is hard to put into words how great it actually is. I will do my best to describe how I feel for the purpose of my blog, but please be aware – no words can describe how happy I have been made today…
I am talking about Leeds United’s FA Cup victory over Manchester United this afternoon – a truly amazing result. The first time Leeds United have won at Old Trafford in my lifetime, in a game which was beyond magnificent.
Today is up there with Bath City’s win over Grimsby. I will never forget it, as long as I live.
Every Leeds fan I have spoken to, read reports from and heard on various radio phone-ins, is equally as elated as I am. Each Manchester United fan I have heard from, appears truly gutted.
Today wasn’t simply a League One side beating Premier League opposition. It was two of the most famous football clubs in the world, with one of the biggest rivalries in the history of the game, meeting for the first time in almost 6 years.
Hopefully Leeds will go on to finish the job and win League One, before consolidating in the Championship and then pushing again for further promotion to the Premier League, where they can play (and beat) Man Utd again. On the whole, the ‘noughties’ have been awful for Leeds. I hope today’s result will act as a catalyst and make for a wonderful decade at Elland Road, under Saint Simon Grayson.
With absolutely no shocks in the FA Cup this afternoon, every non-league sides going out and all the big boys progressing, the 3rd Round has been about as romantic as John McCririck.
Watford and Leeds could resurrect the magic tomorrow, but I am not holding out much hope.
This was much of a non-event. The evening’s festivities began with a trip to Nandos. A place I fully intend to visit a lot throughout 2010, after learning that as an NHS employee, I receive a 20% discount.
After chicken, we went to The Dolphin. I was there for NYE 2 years ago and the pub was heaving. This time around, it couldn’t have been any more different. There can’t have been more than 15 people in the whole pub. We only realised it was midnight when a small cheer came from the other side of the bar and a few pathetic fireworks were noticed out the window. Needless to say, I went home shortly after midnight.
The party didn’t go as the pub planned
I hosted John at ‘Château de Sean’ as having consumed alcohol in the most boring New Years Eve ever, was unable to drive back to Wells. In the morning we went to McDonalds for breakfast. As we arrived at the 10.30am breakfast deadline, we were lucky enough to be given the choice between burgers or brekkie. Unlike John and fellow diners, I went for a burger. By my reckoning, this makes me the first person to have a Double Cheeseburger in 2010 – at least in the Twerton branch of the restaurant.
My cheeseburger wasn’t quite as well presented as this
The trip to McDonalds didn’t go as well for everyone. One customer, a bloke who sounded like one of the Gallagher brothers, appeared rather upset when he was told the breakfast menu had stopped. The thought of missing out on an Egg McMuffin obviously caused the poor chap great distress, as he felt the need to shout and abuse the McDonalds staff. I believe he got his breakfast in the end – probably with added saliva and armpit hair, courtesy of the chef. Couldn’t happen to a nicer person.
It is well known that that football fans are also like elephants. Not because we eat a lot of peanuts and buns, but because we never forget. Non-league referee Antony Coggins is very much disliked at Bath City for an incident which dates back to 2008, where he sent off player Lewis Hogg unfairly. Today saw Coggins’ latest blunder, which upset a lot of fans and certanly diminished any chance of a stand at the Twerton Park ground being named after him in in his honour…
After Monday’s match against Havant was called off, I was eagerly awaiting today’s game against Weston Super Mare. It hasn’t been that cold, so I was hopeful of seeing some New Years Day football. My prayers appeared to have been answered, when at 1pm, I was given the news that Coggins, had inspected the pitch and declared it safe to play.
Therefore, when I arrived at Twerton Park at 2pm to discover the match was off, I was more than a little surprised. I think ‘stunned’ is the best word to describe how I felt as the steward broke the news to me. At first, I almost didn’t believe him. I wanted to call him a liar and go into the ground anyway.
Eventually reality kicked in. I had to face facts and go back home. Luckily for me, the ground is only a 10 minute walk from my flat. Many fans have travelled a long way to get to today’s game. Those are the ones I feel sorry for.
Yes, games fall victim to the weather all the time, but today’s instance begs the question ‘why did Coggins pass the pitch just an hour before he deemed it unplayable?’ Maybe he had one too many Panda Pops the night before and was still feeling the ill effects. I think in this instance, the famous terrace chant is most fitting… the referee doesn’t know what he’s doing!
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