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We Built This City
Sep. 4th, 2017 08:12 pmAnother visit to Lewes FC Women for a league cup tie with Southampton Saints. Issi was on the turnstile when I arrived and chatted cheerfully to me for a while, till someone else came up wanting to enter.
The afternoon started with disaster when I bought a long awaited jumbo frankfurter from the tea hut, only to lose it when I rested it on a tip-up seat, and my stupid slippery phone threw itself on the floor when I tried to take a photo one-handed and, automatically, I let go of the seat to retrieve the damn phone.
Shouting vivid expletives, I scooped up the grit-covered hot dog, leaving a heartbreaking mess of sauce and onions on the terrace below the seat, and dumped it in a bin, repeating imprecations about the stupid phone. I'd had enough of it being slippery since I bought it three months ago and this was the last straw.
I looked round for Issi, but she'd mysteriously vanished (and I never saw her again all day, meaning I never got the Curly Wurly she promised me, though apparently she was present for the game). I found Lynda and explained my problem to her; she said a phone case of some kind was called for, but she had no idea where I could obtain one. Went to the bar and supped a can of Harvey's Malt Brown in a jaded mood. Jane came up and said hello, I explained matters to her and when I asked her where a phone case could be had, she just said she does all her shopping online.
I had, a few weeks ago, seen a phone case advertised on Facebook by a venture called FC Football Cases, based on Hearts’ kit and quite fancied one, but checking out FC Football Cases' site they only make them for iPhones and Samsung Galaxys. Doing a Google search for ordinary bog standard cases to fit my model of phone, seeing the various colours on offer I wondered if they might be available in two colours. Hallelujah, I found one on sale on eBay in red and black - Lewes' colours and also the colours of the mighty Fleetlands FC. I pressed Buy It Now. The seller turned out to be Chinese, hence the projected delivery date of the 13th.
Saw Sabrina, who'd been one of the Havant girls when I was there, in the Saints team warming up, and said hello. Took my seat in the stand as kick-off approached. I sat a couple of rows in front of Jane, Lynda and the others; Jane waved me to move back and sit near them. Lewes had the better of most of the first half but the team's went in goalless. I headed for the bar and tried a Harvey's Elizabethan Ale - the loveliest of all the Harvey's stable that I've tried so far.
With an hour gone Sabrina put Saints in front. As Lewes poured forward in search of an equaliser, and the club officials, volunteers and players' relatives sitting near me called out their encouragement, I was joining in. When Amy Taylor equalised with a deflected volley, I was on my feet cheering and applauding like the others. By the end of the 90 minutes, twice, in conversation with Jane, Lynda and Sue, I'd referred to Lewes as "we".
I've caught Rookette-itis.
The Rookettes scored twice in extra time, and Leah Samain, who'd played a blinder in Lewes' goal, made a great save to deny a late Saints attack. Lisa had been watching from a different part of the ground; she joined me in the bar until I had to head for the station.
The afternoon started with disaster when I bought a long awaited jumbo frankfurter from the tea hut, only to lose it when I rested it on a tip-up seat, and my stupid slippery phone threw itself on the floor when I tried to take a photo one-handed and, automatically, I let go of the seat to retrieve the damn phone.
Shouting vivid expletives, I scooped up the grit-covered hot dog, leaving a heartbreaking mess of sauce and onions on the terrace below the seat, and dumped it in a bin, repeating imprecations about the stupid phone. I'd had enough of it being slippery since I bought it three months ago and this was the last straw.
I looked round for Issi, but she'd mysteriously vanished (and I never saw her again all day, meaning I never got the Curly Wurly she promised me, though apparently she was present for the game). I found Lynda and explained my problem to her; she said a phone case of some kind was called for, but she had no idea where I could obtain one. Went to the bar and supped a can of Harvey's Malt Brown in a jaded mood. Jane came up and said hello, I explained matters to her and when I asked her where a phone case could be had, she just said she does all her shopping online.
I had, a few weeks ago, seen a phone case advertised on Facebook by a venture called FC Football Cases, based on Hearts’ kit and quite fancied one, but checking out FC Football Cases' site they only make them for iPhones and Samsung Galaxys. Doing a Google search for ordinary bog standard cases to fit my model of phone, seeing the various colours on offer I wondered if they might be available in two colours. Hallelujah, I found one on sale on eBay in red and black - Lewes' colours and also the colours of the mighty Fleetlands FC. I pressed Buy It Now. The seller turned out to be Chinese, hence the projected delivery date of the 13th.
Saw Sabrina, who'd been one of the Havant girls when I was there, in the Saints team warming up, and said hello. Took my seat in the stand as kick-off approached. I sat a couple of rows in front of Jane, Lynda and the others; Jane waved me to move back and sit near them. Lewes had the better of most of the first half but the team's went in goalless. I headed for the bar and tried a Harvey's Elizabethan Ale - the loveliest of all the Harvey's stable that I've tried so far.
With an hour gone Sabrina put Saints in front. As Lewes poured forward in search of an equaliser, and the club officials, volunteers and players' relatives sitting near me called out their encouragement, I was joining in. When Amy Taylor equalised with a deflected volley, I was on my feet cheering and applauding like the others. By the end of the 90 minutes, twice, in conversation with Jane, Lynda and Sue, I'd referred to Lewes as "we".
I've caught Rookette-itis.
The Rookettes scored twice in extra time, and Leah Samain, who'd played a blinder in Lewes' goal, made a great save to deny a late Saints attack. Lisa had been watching from a different part of the ground; she joined me in the bar until I had to head for the station.
