As in, we lost at home again today - However...
We lost 3-2 to the side currently second in the league, and in spite of having sold our leading scorer a couple of days ago to Wycombe Wanderers, we looked pretty good and I feel strangely optimistic about our chances of avoiding relegation.
I hate it when our matches are switched to a Sunday. Sunday football is All Wrong. Football matches take place at 3.00pm on a Saturday (except during the Three Day Week crisis in 1973? 74? - can't remember which year and can't be arsed to check it out, but do know that then we had matches on a Sunday during that energy crisis, but that was the only way we could rely on having the floodlights working. Homework done by candlelight - oh yes, I remember it well (ish). )
So why did we have to play on a Sunday? I can't blame Sky who frankly don't even know we exist except on the once in every thirty years occasion when we draw Man Utd in the FA Cup. I would blame the local rugby side, but they played at home yesterday at 5.45 or some other such daft time so it can't really be their fault...although every thing else is their fault - ( because I have a personal prejudice against them and I enjoy blaming them for everything from our kick off time to global warming : All rugby supporters drive 4x4's = FACT!!!) The only thing I can come up with for why we played on a Sunday is s clerical error...someone obviously typed in the wrong date on the tickets and so we got stuck with it. I wouldn't mind, but tomorrow at 7.00am when my alarm tells me I have to get up, but because I went to football only the previous afternoon my body clock tells me it is Sunday and I don't have to get up - I won't be happy.
Or at least I won't be happy until I remember it is Monday and Reidski is coming to see me Monday night...life really ain't so bad!
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