On Friday it was clear that Labour had been beaten in our general election. Things couldn't get worse could they? Well, on Saturday things did get worse when my beloved Hull City lost by one goal to nil against Burnley and now seem almost certain to be relegated from The Premiership.
|Michael Dawson - ordered off the pitch to |
change his shirt. Burnley's scrambled goal
was scored in his absence.
Shirley and I were there in The North Stand, close to the rowdy Burnley contingent of travelling supporters. All that there was between us and them was some sturdy netting that had been stretched across half a dozen seats next to us. The fans from The Dark Side were noisy and several times sang in unison "In our Lancashire homes! In our Lancashire homes - we speak with an accent exceedingly rare/ The longside of Burnley will always be there, in our Lancashire homes!" Strange song.
Hull City were the better team. We hit the bar twice and created far more chances but disaster struck in the sixty second minute when Burnley scored a scruffy goal in controversial circumstances. Just before the goal our captain and elegant central defender Michael Dawson had been accidentally elbowed in the face. This caused a minor nosebleed which the referee spotted.
He ordered Dawson off the pitch to change his shirt as Burnley prepared to take a corner. It was from that corner that their goal was scored with the leader of our defence absent. It was a critical moment and it has probably condemned The Tigers to the second tier of English football. Leaving the ground and driving home I felt as glum as a lottery winner who has lost his ticket.
The afternoon had begun well with lunch in "The Woolpack" in Beverley where we met up with my old friend Tony and my younger brother Simon. Very nice food but the memory of it is already tainted by the bitter taste of what happened later at The KC Stadium. It really is a cruel game.