On feeling like a fraud
Posted by beesy on April 2, 2011
Ah Wembley, and the magical appearance of the 25,000 Brentford fans last seen when casting around for a business plan to build Lionel Road.
As a website with it’s fair share of away trips to the Hartlepools, Yeovils and Rotherhams of this world, a website that kept going as attendances plummeted as the ends of Downes, Rosenior, Fitzgerald and Butcher loomed, and a website that has been frozen solid watching defeats at Peterborough more times than it cares to mention, it’s odd to feel like a complete fraud approaching our most exciting game since Swansea at home… er… six years ago?
Like, we suspect, many of the 25,000 some of Beesy have fallen out of regular attendance this season – in the writer’s case the tail-end Andy Scott dross, family commitments and newly extended travel times have seen to that. So this writer heads to what may well be an exciting game at the new Wembley feeling very slightly like a fraud.
There are two options here: either ignore it and resume the usual Ealing drinking expedition, or embrace it and rock up in a Barbour jacket with a picnic hamper, rattle and a copy of the Sunday Times. Perhaps the time has come to point at the pitch and ask which one is Owusu.
