Many things contribute to the enjoyment a visit of a football ground. For the young, it is simply seeing your team win; for older supporters, it may be a fortnightly chance to slag off the lightweight in the team or to blame the manager or board for everything that goes wrong. For FootballCynic, it’s all about the quality of the beer in the nearest pub, the quality of the pies in the ground and the witticisms in the chants of the away fans. Oh, and a bit of decent football.
FootballCynic recently made a first visit to
Wigan Athletic. Sure enough, sat beside an angry fat fan wearing the
Wigan Athletic shirt (why do fat people look so silly in replica shirts?), FootballCynic was treated to repeated shrieks of “Martinez, sub him, he’s rubbish”. Having gone through the entire team, Mr Angry With Replica Shirt started back on each player in turn. He was heard to advise his wife, who seemed to spend most of the game with her head in her hands, that he would have hit a “reverse pass”, “switched the play” and “taken on the full back”. The thought of Mr AWRS taking on a full back for pace was bordering on farce.
As
Wolves ran out comfortable 1-0 winners at whatever the JJB Stadium is now called, FootballCynic was more concerned about the pies really. A dubious pint before the game seemed to be constituted of cream with bubbles on top. Still, it was only £1.95. However, the steak pie that followed just before kick off was devoid of any steak, it would seem. Pies are important.
Sunderland’s fans speak highly of their pies, but league status is not aligned to the pie league tables, as
Carlisle United figure highly assuming you like meat and potato pies. In Scotland, Queen of the South and East Fife have bragging rights, it would seem, whilst at
Charlton Athletic gristle seems to be a problem.
Leeds United may be a tough ground for visitors to face, but the chicken balti pies are apparently unbeatable. Which begs the question “Who ate all the pies?”
