Barry wasnt sure how the news of a possible new stadium would be recieved, so he put a caveat in saying its maybe.

No reaction at all, no one has said boo.

That means hes rubbing his hands, the Abbey is doomed.

And you Cambridge fans, you who love the Abbey did it by being sheep. The ghosts of Ray Seary, Malcolm Lindsay, Bud Houghton, Brendan Batson, Paddy Rayment, Steve Spriggs, Roly Horrey, Tony Butcher, John Saunders will spin in their footballing graves.

To be covered by concrete.

No more will the Newmarket road hum, crowds wont flock over the common, not that they ever did.

The supporters club will be quiet, empty. The floodlights will disappear. My spot behind the goal by the supporters club, as a child, where my feet wouild burn in minus 5 degrees centigrade in 1965 will become a shop window, or a pavement.

The 1935 toilet by the main stand will be pulled down, its a testament that Barry never intended to modernise owt.

The dressing rooms that once hummed to drama will sport cobwebs. So that money can be made.

My generation will be gone, and i will sport the two fingered salute, because Cambridge were always a disaster, the clubs true destiny was destroyed by the likes of Barry, hes just the latest.

Farewell, i left a long time ago......but even i will weep at the sound of the stands being pulled down.