Back in 1944, my father took me to Craven Cottage where Fulham were playing West Ham.
So here we are once more, huddled together like penguins, waiting for the news diligently, the news that doesn’t come.
We have just passed the 500 days mark since we left our beloved Boleyn. Seems like yesterday, doesn’t it, and those vivid memories of the last game played at Upton Park.
I think Neil Ashton on Sky at the weekend got it just about right. When will Slaven Bilic be put out of his misery?
So Spanish sports paper Marca has branded West Ham fans as racists. The hypocrisy is stunning, from a paper who have been in the pocket of ’Franco’s club‘ for more than seven decades.
One thing’s for certain, big Andy, you can book your holidays next year in June because you will be nowhere near England’s World Cup squad in Moscow.
Two steps forward, two steps back. And so the dance continues.
I’d hoped for a quite fortnight, no chance of West Ham losing a match because it was the international break, and there was plenty of time for a short holiday for myself, family and friends to help consume as much of the Kent wine harvest as possible. We did OK, thank you!
One of my favourite time waster websites is Awkward Family Photos which pretty much does what it says on the tin. I believe this to be the masterpiece of the oeuvre: