Hove Seagull
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All the good friends that we've made in the Family Stand. The atmosphere has been fantastic at times. Moving up to Falmer is like going up to big school, new friends to make etc etc...
The away stand
A baguette van, you say? But sans baguettes? Mon Dieu! Sacre bleu!!
There's one hard-to-shift memory of Withdean that I absolutely want to eradicate, within nanoseconds of the Huddersfield final whistle. And that's the ludicrous presumption that it was ever okay to expect real people in the 21st century to queue up in the rain for stinking gristleburgers, foul hot dogs, nasty chips and horrible, tasteless tea, all served from Gillingham-style caravans. And to be asked to pay ridiculous prices, as if this was some kind of special matchday treat-- rather than an elaborate, retro-culinary joke from the 1970s.
Whatever is served up at the Amex -- and we are certainly being promised all kinds of foodie treats -- can only be a zillion times better than any of that. Good riddance.