A Frog And A Villa Ticket
An email sent to a fellow former VFC'er.
Heady days indeed. I spoke, with a frog in the throat and a wide, wide smile, to the lady at the ticket office on Monday. Booked a ticket for Reading. In (and believe me I emphasised EVERY word of it) The. Witton. Lane. Stand.
I just wanted to feel like i'd done something to help it on its way. Y'know, to mark the occassion. To tell someone that IT DID MATTER. Got the feeling I wasn't the only one who'd done this either.
She sounded happy to be busy on that day I can tell you. Closest i've felt to this was 97 when we finally got rid of the Tories. But, somehow, this one is all the sweeter.
So what now? Bid, counter-bid and lots and lots of sub-plot. Thing is, it don't matter one bit cos the headline is there, writ large in capitals.
'Ellis Has Left The Building'. Nothing, and I really do mean nothing, matters more than that. And the next time I see you, it will be my absolute pleasure to buy
the round on which we drink to that.
'Come the revolution'!
My friend, IT. IS. HERE
By Anon but hope I'm involved in his round!
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