Just like the old days; I didn’t feel ‘fleeced’ when I paid my admission fee, the bar was comfortably busy (and open at half-time!), the banter with the Barnston keeper was top-class and we won 5 – 0. But it wasn’t so much the size of the win, it was the style of the win. The young lads gave 110% for the entire 90 minutes and with every ball there was fight, commitment and determination. I can’t remember the last time I saw this level of passion from a Canvey team. Even Gary Britnell at 83 years of age was pure class and an example to any student of the game. And these lads are playing not for a big pay packet, but simply for the love of the game and of the club.
The craic on the terraces was just like the old days with the keeper responding so well to the stick he was being given. Bit like last Sunday’s game with the heroes and legends – there was so much enthusiasm both on and off the field that anyone watching felt involved and drawn in to the action.
I realise I can’t live in the past and that Canvey FC has moved on, but sometimes in life don’t you think we are guilty of throwing away the baby with the bathwater?