I gave up my Manchester City season ticket at the end of last season because I wasn't gettting up north enough at weekends to possibly justify it. But I've had cause to wonder this weekend if football is really for me. On Saturday I went to see Citeh lose six nil to the aristocrats at Stamford Bridge. It is the sort of thing that rocks your faith. The ticket cost £48.
The tube was in its usual parlous state with various line closures and delays, and people were massively crammed in the carriages and onto the platforms both before and after the game. I sense an accident down there is not too far off. And this is the city that claims to be able to host the Olympics. Well we shall see.
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