To be honest I am not quite sure in which league the gallant chaps of Brentford FC play but I just know that they really deserve to be in at least the next league up. Of course, regular readers will know that my detailed knowledge of footie is somewhat limited by my habit of only ever watching 'Big Matches' via my mate Rupe's excellent coverage, and doing so with the sound off! This is because of my aversion to people, particularly masses of people - my dear, the noise is simply too, too . . . ! Also, I can't help noticing, as the camera occasionally wanders along the touchline aimed at the crowd, that your average footie fan is not exactly Hollywood idol stuff, in fact, to be blunt, most of them are incredibly, almost unbelievably, ugly! I confess that as soon as the camera swivels towards the crowd my eyes dip back to whatever book I am reading. The downside to this, admittedly eccentric manner of 'watching' footie, is that I miss virtually all the goals which is irritating when, so to speak, I 'leave' the game at 0-0 and glance up later to see that the score is now 3-2! That means I am forced to pay attention to the half-time and post-match prattle in order to see replays of all the goals I missed. And, yes, you're right, I do wonder about myself sometimes!
Anyway, back to the sterling chaps of Brentford FC, or to be precise, the sterling supporters of Brentford FC who have a newsletter called Griffin Park Grapevine. Before you all rush over there, be advised that you need to log in to get beyond the cover and as that sort of thing is way above my pay grade I have not done so, although I am sure there are a myriad of delights to be found there because (I assume) one of the members spotted a post on this, er, distinguished blog and linked to it thus providing a deluge of 'hits' from their site. I have always believed that visitors to this blog are people of great sense and sensibility and that applies to the Brentford FC supporters, even if the particular post they have rushed to click on featured a grotesquely fat, naked lady who crushed her pussy - don't ask, just read it! Some of you may remember it, most of you are probably desperate to forget it!
So, welcome to all the 'Brentfordians' and, with my usual cowardice, may I instantly disassociate myself from my nearest footie club, Yeovil Town, who stopped your promotion in the play off earlier this year. 'Nuffink to do wiv me, guv, honest!'