Post by chelmsfordiron on Sept 2, 2009 9:38:14 GMT
I did enjoy the game on Monday - the chants about Mr P getting sacked in the morning; them 'going down wiv the Weymuff' and I even had to smile at the stick our chairman got just before the interval.
You may have heard it - as our man wandered around to sort out the gatemen - a few of the lonely souls in claret came up with 'He's fat, his round, he's gunna sell ya ground, Lee Harding ...' I smiled because, even by his own admission, Mr H could do with losing a few pounds, but then I thought about what they were saying.
Having now read Monday's programme, it's good to hear we're making steady progress with the ground relocation thingy and that any sale of Cressing Road will be subject to agreement at an EGM of shareholders. What with our ground being the family silver - we should all be keeping an eye on this!
And then I thought to myself, it's just a shame that we could sing the same about the Clarets's chairman. Yes, their man (him with that rather suspect-looking handbag and claret tie) is a tad slimmer than our chap, but mainly cos (of course) they don't own their ground any more. Oh dear, where did it all go wrong?
'Not fat, not round and you had to sell your ground', doesn't sound quite the same does it?
You may have heard it - as our man wandered around to sort out the gatemen - a few of the lonely souls in claret came up with 'He's fat, his round, he's gunna sell ya ground, Lee Harding ...' I smiled because, even by his own admission, Mr H could do with losing a few pounds, but then I thought about what they were saying.
Having now read Monday's programme, it's good to hear we're making steady progress with the ground relocation thingy and that any sale of Cressing Road will be subject to agreement at an EGM of shareholders. What with our ground being the family silver - we should all be keeping an eye on this!
And then I thought to myself, it's just a shame that we could sing the same about the Clarets's chairman. Yes, their man (him with that rather suspect-looking handbag and claret tie) is a tad slimmer than our chap, but mainly cos (of course) they don't own their ground any more. Oh dear, where did it all go wrong?
'Not fat, not round and you had to sell your ground', doesn't sound quite the same does it?
