I’m very aware of the fact that my Sarries supporting days have coincided with a phenomenal period in their history when winning has become a habit…to a ridiculous level. However, I’d look to defend myself from any glory-hunting tag by virtue of the fact that I did come to the party just BEFORE the glory really started. In fact, I could argue that I am more of a lucky charm than a glory-hunter?
With Christmas approaching it seems a good time to stretch out the blogging fingers and share a few sporting thoughts about what has been an excellent start to the sporting season for both my egg-chasing Saracens and infuriating Chesham United.
Another season is now well underway, and still I look to keep my passion for both Chesham United and Saracens burning bright. Last season’s FA Cup run will live long in the memory with Chesham United, but the trip to Lyon with Saracens reached new sporting peaks, making the decision to purchase a season ticket for a third year all a bit of a no-brainer.
Continue reading “A flying visit to Toulon”
So now that we have established this site is officially wearing two hats, I’m still not going to completely separate my passion for two sporting teams, and I’m sure the pendulum of enjoyment will continue to swing, and one day Chesham United will take centre stage again. However, as the respective seasons draw to a close, it remains the red and black of Saracens that wins my attention.
It’s been a while….and quite a lot has changed.
Throughout the season I referred to the fact that the threat of the other woman – rugby, in particular Saracens – was in danger of coming between myself and a lifetime love affair with Chesham United. Surely it is impossible to comprehend that the passion, the pride and the raw emotion that is felt watching Chesham could be replicated when watching a load of huge blokes chase around an egg-shaped ball following more overscrupulous game rules than anyone could possibly ever pretend to understand? Continue reading “The Divorce Has Come Through”