Living Vicariously Through The FA Cup

As I hurtle unstoppably towards my late thirties, I tend to find that there is less and less to look forward to. Birthdays long ago became a cause for reflection and with an ever increasing desire to be able to say, “Whoaah! No more of these! Can’t we just stop right where we are?”. Without children of my own, Christmas Day usually finds me slightly hungover and grumpy, wanting a little nap on the sofa rather than any presents. I have been largely stripped of my child-like wonder. I’m becoming as much of a grumpy old man as the anti-hero of the song “Gertcha”, by Chas & Dave, to whom every single thing that seems to happen seems to be an affront. But. If there is one weekend of the year that brings out the gurgling eight year old in me, it’s this weekend. The weekend of the First Round Proper of the FA Cup. Better still, I have a ticket for the match of the round, as AFC Wimbledon take on Wycombe Wanderers on Monday night, before the ruthless gaze of Setanta Sports’ live cameras. I haven’t looked forward to a match this much in I don’t know how long. I’ve even booked a day and a half of work to buffer it properly. There is an element of living vicariously about this. St Albans City have made...

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