In just over 6 hours time, I will getting up very early to make the long trip to York to watch Bath City.
I was in fact born in York and moved south when I was a baby. I say I moved down, I didn’t have much of a choice in the matter. I was taken to Bristol in a cot and being an infant, didn’t complain. Actually, I probably did complain. All babies do. I probably screamed and cried about the fact I was hungry, had soiled myself and the fact I hadn’t had my daily dose of Cow & Gate (remember, mums – healthy babies are happy babies). I don’t however think I was crying because of the fact I was moving from the town of flat caps and whippets to the land of farmers and cider.
I haven’t been back to York since and do not remember anything about the city of my birth. For all I know, I could have been born in Outer Mongolia and everything I have previously been told by my parents has been a lie.
On most away trips, we arrive a couple of hours before kick off. Normally I would go and find something to eat or drink, buy a match day programme and explore the football stadium. Tomorrow may be different. York is famous for many reasons – not only was I born there, but the city is known for having a chocolate factory – something I must visit!
After I have met Willy Wonka and kidnapped one of his Umpa Lumpas, I will try and find the place of my birth. It should be easy to locate. I would expect nothing less than a shrine, complete with a thousand candles, photos and worshippers visiting on a daily basis.
Hopefully Saturday will be a day of lots of chocolate, a visit to my own personal shrine and, of course, 3 points for Bath City… and a pet Umpa Lumpa.
While I was enjoying a weekend celebrating Leeds United's promotion, my other club, Bath City, also had a very important event on the Sunday.
Due to finishing the football season in a very respectable fourth place, City were invited to enter a play off competition alongside five other teams.
The prize for winning the play offs is...
Leeds promoted on the Saturday. Bath City promoted on the Sunday.
Anyone who thinks it must have been fun, clearly isn't a football fan. One of the most stressful weekends of my life!
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