.Golf Delta wrote:Yes Dick, I knew what to expect when I wrote it and didn't expect anything sensible or sympathetic in reply either. I wouldn't expect them to sympathise with the likes of my dad who had been going there since the 50's and for whom, a Saturday afternoon was not only a time to meet up with friends but also due to geographical difficulties, see his family as well. It was probably what he looked forward to most in the week. To say it's just a bit of concrete maybe so for those with no emotions, but when family, friends, emotions and memories become attached to that bit of concrete, it makes it just that bit harder and sadder to see it go, especially as my dad has been unable to watch his beloved team since the move, bar a couple of games, so it's taken away a lot more than those who like to make a joke of it realise. But I realise there are idiots in all walks of life, I don't have any feelings about them or what they say, they're just meaningless and pointless.ricardobee wrote:GD, you should have realised as soon as your wise words were revealed all those embittered lost souls would produce all there jealosies for not being able to have been part of the terrace at the north-west part of Underhill. They were not fortunate enough to be amongst so many long-serving knowlegeable fans of this once magnificent club. I read that poor old j_c had been to all parts of the ground (obviously being told to f*** off, so having to move again). Fortunately we were saved from giving him this abuse. Probably why the chairman moved there was no where else for him to go. You can have your white elephant training ground with your warm beer and keep-fit gyms and medical equipment. Perhaps you should be worrying about the shit football and the position the club finds itself in. Bottom!!!!
Hope you're keeping well Dick, I miss those days. Take care my friend.
Yawn!