No not Bruce's words......Thomas Frank of the mighty Brentford:
https://www.bbc.co.uk/sport/football/58179956
I'm looking forward to seeing them play actually as they played some good football in the Championship.
Can see them finishing above us....
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No not Bruce's words......Thomas Frank of the mighty Brentford:
https://www.bbc.co.uk/sport/football/58179956
I'm looking forward to seeing them play actually as they played some good football in the Championship.
Can see them finishing above us....
Eh?? Did he not sigh and roll his eyes and say we can't compete with the big boys or talk about how expectations are high up here but people need to realise where we are?
No talk of 'it's all about the accumulation of points then we'll see where we are'?
Sheesh...this lad has NOT read the script. This optimism lark will never catch on.
Pragmatism, damping down the fires of hope and crushing dreams, that's where it's at.
Isn't it...?
I used to watch them in the old 3rd div. when I first moved south in 1967. Griffin Park was very primitive then with long wooden benches instead of individual seats.Quote:
Originally Posted by Alberts__Lob
They always played attractive attacking football in those days too.
The ground was unique too being the only ground in the country with a pub on each corner.
It is so depressing reading that and then taking into account our gob****e **** of a head coach.
I think we’ll have a very good season. Just a feeling.
Where on earth do you get that feeling from? Our central midfield cannot put together a forward pass, except for Shelvey who cannot perform adequately in more than 1 per 8 games.Quote:
Originally Posted by BenArfa10
Just feeling. I fancy a Top 8 finish. Based on zero data. Just a feeling in gut.Quote:
Originally Posted by HughieG
I thought it was Bruce saying it sarcasticaly.
I wish i shared your optimism but i think a serious injury to Wilson and we're down. We just don't have the strength in depth up frontQuote:
Originally Posted by BenArfa10
You and I seem to have been contemporaries in the area Ex-Pat.
I lived in Ealing from 1966 to 1973.
Saturday afternoons were spent at Old Deer Park watching the London Welsh rugby team with my Welsh flatmates.
On the way back we would get off the bus at Griffinb Park and get in free to watch the second half of the match.
I may have mentioned here before, but I have two sentimental attachments to Brentford.
When I was a student, the Bees always provided one of their players as a coach to the university football team.
One year we had an inter-faculty cup competition and were short of a set of shirts, so Brentford kindly stepped in with a full set of shirts and shorts. You can imagine my reaction when that kit was allocated to my team. The horror of playing for a team wearing the hated red and white stripes of the Mackems.
I moaned like hell in the dressing room pre-match, even though I was the goalkeeper, so didn't actually have to wear the strip.
Anyway, the match was 1-1 heading into the last minute, a cross came in, I dropped it and the opposition scored.
Not one of my team mates would believe I didn't do it on purpose!
Never lived it down.
Scroll on a couple of years. My then-girlfriend, now wife, introduces me to her mother, Brentford-born and whose granddad it turns out was groundsman at Griffin Park. She shows me a photo of her as a little ankle-biter standing on the centre circle with her foot on a massive old caseball.
Great club. I wish them the best of luck this season. Despite the shirts!