You can’t win, can you? Good fan me, stayed behind, clapped the team off, had a post match drink in the concourse, ambled down to Falmer station just as the Brighton train pulled in - goody. Twenty minutes to catch my 5.00pm connection back to Southampton. Then - the train leaves and stops...
Yes, it has been done to death and should be consigned to the fiery pits of hell. At any moment now posters will be asking whether Falmer was the right place to build the stadium . . . .