Gilliver's Travels
Peripatetic
Is this our Cup Final?
For once, that term, routinely applied in a scornfully derisive manner to minnows facing giants, seems oddly appropriate. But in a good way.
It's all the FA's fault really: pimping out Wembley – traditionally a shimmering prospect for the competition's glorious culmination – as a ready vehicle for extorting further countless £millions from supporters attending the two semifinals.
But look at it this way. On 6 April 2019, Brighton & Hove Albion are facing Manchester City at Wembley… for the prospect of a match a month later, at Wembley, against Wolverhampton Wanderers… Or Watford.
Leaving aside the actual prize, that sequence of football matches just seems a case of Lord Mayor's Show and dustcarts.
Probably just me. Or is anyone else seeing the Citeh encounter as a far more glamorous and hugely memorable occasion, and one that will live long in the memory?
For once, that term, routinely applied in a scornfully derisive manner to minnows facing giants, seems oddly appropriate. But in a good way.
It's all the FA's fault really: pimping out Wembley – traditionally a shimmering prospect for the competition's glorious culmination – as a ready vehicle for extorting further countless £millions from supporters attending the two semifinals.
But look at it this way. On 6 April 2019, Brighton & Hove Albion are facing Manchester City at Wembley… for the prospect of a match a month later, at Wembley, against Wolverhampton Wanderers… Or Watford.
Leaving aside the actual prize, that sequence of football matches just seems a case of Lord Mayor's Show and dustcarts.
Probably just me. Or is anyone else seeing the Citeh encounter as a far more glamorous and hugely memorable occasion, and one that will live long in the memory?
