its all gone quiet on the olive bar thing. Somebody tried to tell me we were set to demolish the whole of the West Stand and build a replacement based on the shape of an olive but don’t give that rumour any credence rally.
I’d like to see the west stand incorporate the magic faraway tree from the enchanted wood. Before and after matches, moonface armed with an array of delicious cookies could take us up the tree to a host of different lands. We could all visit make a wish land where the Liverpool game is replayed using an actual ref and not the Liverpool coaching staff. We could visit time travel land so I could take my kids to the Man City game in 81. We could visit glavin land where we all sit agog whilst experiencing football witchcraft. Maybe down the pit land where we all develop silicosis. Perhaps politician land where nerdy weirdos get us all arguing amongst ourselves whilst they take each other out for dinner and laugh at us from their ivory towers before we pay their bill. Or maybe love land where we enjoy the company of our other half’s without the woodpecker like kids constant demands grating on our very souls Be careful to leave before the wind blows in though or you’ll be stuck there. Moon face will turn into ridsdale Redders face will morph into Willard Everyone will leave the city game and they’ll turn into Darlington. Glavin will turn into Dawson Every politician in the tower will turn into milk snatcher And the kids will be 50 and still living at yours with their own kids.
