Thursday, January 04, 2007

Counting down to the big day

Debts of gratitude should always be paid. So after a quiet Xmas, I've been lining my stomach for the main annual celebration in our house.

Sixteen days to go before Robbo Day.
How will you be marking it?

2 comments:

Bob Piper said...

I'll be going down to watch him and Cloughie's lad Martin mastermind the defeat of Watford.

Anonymous said...

I saw Forest play *that* season (77/78) - Maine Road, in the Spring (April?). They more or less had the league won and Martin O'Neill even came out to do exhibition kicking at half time.

I was a United fan, but that year went to a lot of City home games too (strange to think you could do that back then - tickets were easy to buy at Maine Road, a bit more difficult up by the Ship Canal).

Later saw Birtles during his nightmare period at OT - the crowd always willing him on, but he was never able to score.

I miss those days now - football is just to expensive and difficult to see - I live only a couple of miles from Ashburton Grove and not much further from White Hart Lane but never go - you just cannot get up on a Saturday and think, that's what I'll do today.

More than that it means my daughter, who is football mad, has never seen a top flight game.

I suppose the Prawn Sandwich brigade and the TV rights means big players and lots of excitement for the week-in week-ot fans who can afford the season tickets, but it means the rest of us have Match of the Day.