Nigel Kahn’s Column

Time for a Football Revolution.

Desperate days call for desperate measures and football in total closure three quarters a way through a season is in a desperate place.
The baronesses call last Saturday for the league season to be void didn’t go down well in many quarters but it did have some sympathy with many fans backing the idea. Though most seemed to be those that hate Liverpool and would take great delight in them being denied the title they deserve to win this season.
The problem at the moment there seems to be no end in sight of football being able to be resumed with fans in the stadium, which frankly is the whole part football is played in my opinion.
The baroness’s option of voiding does leave many questions for the authorities to deal with, If they give the league title to Liverpool, as they deserve, how do they decide the Champions League spots for the following season. Who gets promoted up, the top 2 in the championship are not cut adrift from clubs below them and the way games pan out in that league it is possible that neither W.B.A or Leeds would get automatic promotion.
If the season s voided then the problem of how the distribution of money the league awards to clubs will be possible be challenged.
Firstly, The TV companies will not be handing over the full amount as contracted as the full games of the contract has not been played. Then there will be the argument over how league placing money will be distributed, especially considering Aston Villa have a game in hand which if they won could push them 3 places higher which equates to about 5 million pound extra, aside from the fact it would take them out of the bottom 3 and possible relegation if the league decided to continue with that outcome.

There are so many outcomes it is laborious to list so what I outline is how I believe football should restart once we get the ability to play games with crowds in the stadiums.
Its possibly extreme but it could work, but it would change possibly forever the calendar that football is played to.

I would be now looking to restart the leagues on the 8th of August, allowing for 9 weeks of league football, 2 free weekends to enable International fixtures to resume, playoffs for Euro 2021 are still required, and also 3 Weeks to finish the FA cup and hold a final, the season would then finish with the FA Cup final being held on the 30th of November.
To enable this all football contracts would mandatorily be extended by 6 months, with no players being allowed to leave any clubs.
December would be left football free to allow the player 4 weeks of not playing and allow an 8-week transfer window to open.

The new league would begin on January 1, 2021, and would run for 9 months until the end of September 2021. Scrap the league cup for that season and just play the FA cup as a midweek tournament in its place. Once the season ends by September 30th, this would then allow for one month of conditioning training before the cancelled international tournaments of 2020, Euro Championship and the Copa America to take place across November 2021.
All football will then be in close season again in the December of 2021, again allowing for the transfer window to open.
The 2022 season would then start again in January and play out in the same way as the 2021 season. The league campaign will again end at the End of September allowing a short 2-week break for all footballers before the World Cup squads join together and play friendlies at the end of October, Early November before the Qatar 2022 world cup is scheduled to start on the 22nd of November.
The World cup has been shortened and is due to finish on the 18th December, this will allow players some time off before the league campaigns can begin again the following year.
It is at this point the league has a decision to make, it could decide to have an Eight-month break and return the league to its traditional August to May running order, or, it could stay as a yearly league starting in January and finishing at the end of September, early October.

Even without the current cessation of football, the league calendar would have been disrupted by the World cup in Qatar in 2022, this will play havoc with clubs whose players will need to be free in November and not be available again till the January. What I have outlined above actually will allow the world cup to take place with no disruption at all to league football.
The big flaw in what I propose is it destroys our traditional football way of life in not just this country but across the whole of Europe. It would need agreeing not just by the Premier League, nor the EFL, but would need all leagues across Europe to agree so it would need sanctioning by UEFA as well and possibly FIFA.
What it does do is give the authorities the chance to standardize world wide the football calendar so all International tournaments across the world would, World Cups, Euros, Copa America and African cup of Nations, as well as the Asia Trophy could all now be in November/December months so no more domestic clubs losing players through their domestic season to play in these continental tournaments.
This is football chance to revolutionise and standardize itself around the world, Do I think they will take it. Not a chance, but I live in hope.
Feel free to criticise below in the comments but don’t just call me an idiot and run away and hide, explain why you think I’m an idiot, we can then discuss as adults,
And then agree I was right.
Adios amigos.


Nigel Kahn’s Column

Just When You Thought It Was Safe... I'm Back!

It’s been a while, people.

I’d like to apologise first as when you take on writing a column for a website to then suddenly stop without reason is not fair on other writers or the website owner, so hopefully, he can forgive me for my absence as you all can. Sometimes I struggle in getting an article put together that is different from the rest you can find. After all, you don’t want to read for a 3rd or 4th time about how bad we have been in any particular game.

After my last article I never really thanked the readers on this site for the comments I received. They meant a lot to me, and the wife actually, so thank you all.

It seems the protest movement against the owners is growing. Two marches have been held, protests at away games with the black balloons being released and more to come it seems the numbers are growing. The end game is to get the owners to leave, but how long will it take and how extreme should the fan base go to get them to do that?

Last week I self-published an article aimed at getting the GSB out fans, of which I am one, to look at how fans could apply pressure in other ways. Marching and balloons are all well and good, as is standing by the gate, but that can only be done by the fanbase at the game.

We all know the club collect social media followers like years ago kids collected stamps. What is needed is a mass unfollowing of West Ham by its fans on social media. Don’t follow them on Twitter or engage with them. Don’t share their videos and put out the reasoning behind it to encourage those around the world or not at the games to do the same.
Remove yourself from all their social media accounts.

A boycott of club partners as well, which looking at the list is easy, and publicly state they will be boycotted by the fans. Businesses only partner with fans to get to their database, and we are part of its database. Corporate companies should be lobbied to not renew any association with the club.

Brady is kept on as she is good for DS in bringing in the corporate money. We as anti board fans now need to target that income as best we can. Companies won’t enjoy the negative press, especially if it can be done with wide world fanbase against the owners.

I can see those of the fanbase who are ambivalent to the protests saying that by doing the above it financially impacts the club’s ability to buy players. To answer that I would say that TV money is a great driver in a club’s income, not its sponsorship deals.

It is been said that if I don’t like the club why keep going, but a big mantra of the protests is to support the team, not the regime. We need fans in the ground to support the team, so I would encourage fans to buy tickets to attend games and back whoever pulls on the shirt to pull us out of the danger zone, because if we did find ourselves dropping out of the Premier League, while it may quicken the corporate partners departure and that possibly of GSB, but the club left behind may take years of pain for it to recover just its top-flight status again. I’m sure that is not a scenario that even the hardened protestor would want to see.

What fans don’t need to do while at the game is buy their scarves from the club shop, nor T-shirts. If you do want to buy a shirt for yourself, buy the shirt with no sponsor on, or even then get it printed with GSB OUT where the sponsors’ name should be.

Fan representation groups have always interested me since before the move. Some may know I tried to set up WHUISA originally back in 2014, and only for a friend’s illness we would have achieved that. In 2016 it was delivered on a plate to new people and I agreed to join them on the committee. A fine gentleman of this parish though did question me, “how can I being an affirmed board hater be part of a fans group that will need to sit down with the club and work with them?”.

Easy I replied. When I walk into any meeting as a member of WHUISA I will not be representing myself but I will be representing my members as a whole, and I will do my best by them and put my dislike to one side.

For organising a fan representation group was about bringing all fans together, there was no pro board or anti board, it was never supposed to be a protest group.
Sadly WHUISA’s current committee now, having gained its position by holding a coup against the last elected chairman – very democratic that – are getting publicity by hanging on the coattails of Hammers United, a group that was born out of protest for me and was always going to go down that road. But with WHUISA now a protest group as well, who will be able to bring fans together from all sides of the fence if the day comes and the owners move on, not WHUISA that’s for sure.

While on my last stint as a committee member on WHUISA I argued against a members campaign against setting up a WHUISA food bank. My reasoning being was WHUISA had at that time, been unfairly tagged as a lefty organisation and the foodbank could be construed as being a political tool used by the left to shame the right-wing government we had. WHUISA should just concentrate on trying to represent its members in dealing with the clubs machinery.

John Ratomski has finally achieved in setting up Irons supporting Foodbanks he and his team of volunteers collect food from fans on the walk to the stadium from Westfield. If you see him say hello, drop him a tin of beans or anything you feel like donating or stick a sheckel or two in his collection team. All food collected is then taken to the local Newham foodbank for distribution to those in need of help.

I still believe I was right to oppose John against WHUISA organising the food bank for the reasons I gave, but I am so pleased to see him get this off the ground and get the credit he deserves for this. I have promised him after my daughter’s wedding I will come down and shake a collection pot for him before a game.

On the field, we as fans can be pleased with the performances put in since the close Liverpool away defeat, and while currently, it is goal difference that keeps us out of the relegation zone, I remain optimistic that we won’t be going down.

Moyes is not a charismatic manager and I don’t see his teams playing in a charismatic way, but when he was at Everton I never had him down in the Allardyce or Pulis brand of football. If I was to describe his style of football in one word it would be functional.

As since the move we seemed to have on the pitch gone from one crisis to another as much as off the pitch, it may be that Moyes and his functional brand of football could be the respite we need. Instead of looking as us as a club that should be challenging the top six we should settle for being a mid-table and mediocre for a few years.

Lastly, with the world, it seems embroiled in a medical catastrophe I would be supportive of the banning of football fans from attending games, but then, since my daughter’s impending wedding means I won’t be attending any games until after we have played Burnley, it seems I’m self-isolating myself anyway, well, from West Ham at least.

Hope to see you all on the other side.


Nigel Kahn’s Column

Twenty Four Years of Hurt

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that’s real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

I’m not one for gimmicks in football, every game at the moment seems to be sponsored by or in association with some kind of information organisation or awareness brand trying to get their message out. Me, I’m not bothered, I just want to watch football.

But then I watched the two teams line up together behind the FA Heads Up banner in the FA Cup game at Gillingham and that got me thinking about how in the past football in one way or another has helped me cope with the demons that lurk inside and the challenges that life throw at us.

This time of year for me is never my favourite time to be honest because of an event 24 years ago and yet at the time football was an escape for me. It allowed me to forget for a short period, the distress of life at the time.

Some people reading this may think my action to be strange but we all have our coping methods.

This is the first time I’ve ever thought about putting this down in writing, but in doing this I hope to highlight the positive impact football can have when you face the worst day/weeks of all and perhaps hope that the football world can see it really can be positive when used to help in some way to overcome mental barriers that so many put up in times of trouble.

What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

Christmas 1995, I’d been married for 6 months and was looking forward to the new year coming, a year that would change our lives as my wife was 6 months pregnant. Yup, I didn’t hang about basically, if you know what I’m saying.

The warning signs of what was to come were there, we just didn’t realise, the midwives and doctors at the hospital didn’t see either despite the fact she was displaying symptoms of what was coming.

Friday, January 5th 1996, my wife went to see our GP, she wasn’t feeling too good. The GP sent her to hospital straight away, concerned for her welfare. I was called and met her there. I can still remember standing next to her bed, not knowing anything wrong with her when a doctor came in and told us out straight: be prepared to lose your child. It was as cold as that.

My wife was put into a room for monitoring, we were left to ourselves confused and were now worried. I spent the night on the floor of the room, I couldn’t leave her.

Saturday, January 6th 1996: To be honest, I can sleep through most things, but that night wasn’t great, the not knowing eats away at you but I’m conscious I need to keep a brave face, constantly reassure my wife don’t worry, everything will be ok, yet inside you are petrified that it is not. Minutes and hours slip by. I’m joined by the In-laws. Still, the hospital says nothing, they just monitor my wife. Saturdays in hospitals back then were almost closed except for A&E Depts.

At 2 o’clock, rightly or wrongly, I needed a break. I needed fresh air and I needed to escape.

From the hospital room, I could see the back of our house, but I didn’t go there. I walked the 15 minutes to Green Street, where West Ham was playing Southend in the FA Cup third round at home.

I stood outside the gates to the ground to chat with my uncle like I did every game. At the time I didn’t even tell him what was going on, where I’d just come from, or where my wife was or what we were going through. We did our usual talk of anything West Ham and the upcoming game. For that ½ hour, I was released from the worry to the point of I walked up to my usual turnstile on the old West Stand to go in.

West Ham won the game 2-0. I never watched the game because I returned to the hospital, just that hour away. Being at the ground though had in a way, recharged me back to support my wife and face whatever would be coming.

I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar’s chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

Saturday, January 13th 1996: I have this ability to remember certain things in life by matching them to who West Ham was playing at the time. I don’t know who they were playing that day nor do I care. I was only 26 my wife was 22 but yet this was, without doubt, the worst day of our lives.

No longer at our local hospital, we were now at UCLH via the London. That morning a consultant gave me 3 scenarios and as compassionate as can be he asked me to make choices.

There was only one for me and I’ll stand by that for all my days.

That night part of us died and maybe in a way, bonded us together forever.

What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end

Monday, January 22nd: Nine god awful days but at last I get my wife out of hospital and home. For her it was the first time since that Friday she had been there.

That night West Ham played Manchester United at home. Cantona scored the only goal of the game. I watched at home on the TV, with the window open so I could hear the crowd noises on the wind.

Frankly, I’ve stared at this for 10 minutes not knowing the best way to describe the feeling so perhaps the fact I can’t says it all.

January 31st 1996: West Ham faced Coventry at home, in an entertaining game we won 3-2. I sat on the West lower and can still see young Frank waiting on the touchline in front of me waiting to come on for his first-ever game for us.

The next day we said goodbye.

And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

If I could start again
A million miles away
I will keep myself
I would find a way

Writing this was supposed to be me showing how football could be a great help in coping with extreme mental situations. I have other examples lined up of how I thought football had helped me. Actually, it reminds me that perhaps my relationship with football and especially West Ham is at times nothing to be proud of bordering on unhealthy. It seems I used football as an escape from life it didn’t help heal me it just helped hide me from dealing with life.

As I read the above for the tenth time I come to the conclusion I have a lot to be embarrassed even ashamed about, so now instead of it being about how great football can be a help, I hope it can be a warning to younger fans.

Sometimes we can all take football too seriously and now I believe Shankly was wrong when he said “Some people think football is a matter of life and death. I don’t like that attitude. I can assure them it is much more serious than that”

I owe my wife a massive apology.


Nigel Kahn’s Column

My Team Of The Decade

As the 12th decade of West Hams existence comes to end, it is now my time to look back at what I would say has been the most turbulent in its history. 10 years ago we were looking down the barrel of possibly not existing if many of the doom merchants want to believe, but 10 years on, I’m not sure if surviving the collapse of the Icelandic ownership has made the club any better.

This though is a look at players that have graced the pitch in our shirt and I will pick my team of the decade including subs, my manager of the decade and then my legend of the decade.

I will also add my 3 moments of the decade and look forward to seeing in the comment section all your choices too.

The player list for this decade is pretty exhaustive mainly due to the abundance of players bought by the current ownership, possibly more than any other decade, I have tried to select players not just on their perceived ability but also on what they have brought to the team as a whole.

FIRST XI
Goal Keeper: Adrian
This wasn’t an easy choice, to be honest, but I plumped for Adrian as though not the greatest of keepers his enthusiasm for playing for the shirt was infectious. His finest moment perhaps being the winning goal in the penalty shoot-out against Everton which may not say a lot about his keeping skill but it summed up at best the way he took the club into his heart.
TBH, the competition wasn’t much, Rob Green makes the bench for me, a great keeper for us and left us too early for my liking, Fabianski in only having the one season misses out, but in 10 years, I hope that he will be the first name down on my Team of the 2020s.

Also notable was Darren Randolph who was as a good a back-up keeper as Adrian was

Right Back: Carl Jenkinson
Only a loanee but he clocked up nearly 50 games for the hammers, I thought he defended well and got forward as expected of the modern-day full-back.
Frankly, if I thought to pick a keeper was difficult, at least I had decent stuff to work with there. At right-back, we have not been graced at all.
Zabaleta was great in his first season but age has caught up with him now, Guy Demel was steady for me but nothing special I did consider putting Antonio there as he did a good job playing there in 2016 but that would not be playing him at his best.

Left Back: Aaron Cresswell.
Great signing for me, Fitted straight in and has this season scored some great goals.
Takes a lovely free-kick.
Masuaku is not as good as Cresswell for me, George McCarthy was admirable and performed well in our return to the premier league

Centre Half: Winston Reid
Played as a right-back when he first joined the club, it is possible to say that relegation under Avram benefited Reid, the season he had in the Championship at Centre Half I think gave him the confidence to continue and grow into that role after promotion.
A footballing Centre half, that seemed to never really be panicked with the ball at his feet.
I can think of no better player to have scored that last night of the Boleyn Ground.
He when retires I hope will join the legends of the club, not just hero.

Centre Half: James Collins
All hail the Ginger Pele. Complemented Reid in the Centre of defence with his no-nonsense approach to defending. If the ball was there to be cleared, he didn’t dilly dally, he cleared it, and if needed take the player with it. A defenders defender and will be loved forevermore for the effort and pride he put into playing in our shirt.

Center Midfield: Mark Noble
He can’t be left out, as much as possible I wanted to.
Mr West Ham, born and raised into the club.
Why would I want to leave him out?
1 reason, Burnley.
Lost all credibility for me in throwing that fan to the floor.
He will retire a legend in the eyes of many, not mine though.

Center Midfield: Declan Rice
His break though is a shining light in the last 4 seasons or ordinariness.
Best young player since Rio, his reading of the game for a player so young is above and beyond anything I remember of any young player to come through the youth set up in my time of watching the club.

Attacking Centre Midfield: Manual Lanzini
On his day, which at the moment is rare, a fantastic ballplayer, a creative genius and scorer of goals as well. Lit up the last season at the Boleyn with his link play with Payet and the two of them together will damage most teams.
Injuries have taken their toll on him but hopefully, he will get back to near where he was when he joined the club.

Left Midfield: Dimitri Payet
Hands down the most Skillful player of the decade,
I’m sure there will be outrage by some for his inclusion but ignore the way he left, and just remember the great times.
Old Trafford in the cup, That Crystal Palace Free kick, and the Middleborough goal at the OS where he single handily earned us a point by dribbling past ¾ of the boro team.

Right Midfield: Michael Antonio
Never heard of him when we signed him, Wasn’t played when we signed him, has this un-gamely way of running with the ball. To me, it looks like he has no idea what he’s going to do with the ball but that then fools the opposition as if he doesn’t know how would they be able to guess what he’s going to do.
His contribution since he joined though is unequalled for me, should be the first name on the team sheet. Has played in many positions but does his best work coming in from the right.

Centre Forward: Diafro Sakho
As goal scorers go, through the decade, it has been slim pickings.
Harsh on Andy Carroll may be but for me, Sakho at his best was far more clinical than AC ever was. Carlton Cole & Arnautovic were in with a shout as well, but as I say, Slim pickings.
Another player who perhaps we need to ignore the way he left.

Subs Bench
GK: Rob Green
DF: Masuaku
DF: Ogbonna
MF: Kevin Nolan
MF: Anderson
A: Andy Carroll
A: Arnautovic

Manager: Slaven Billic
Wow, 10 years ago we had Gianfranco Zola, not the best tactically but how could you not like the man. His biggest achievement must be getting Carlton Cole into being an England player. Sacked to be replaced by Avram Grant, which can now be viewed as the worst appointment ever in our history. Darth Vader replaced Grant as the club sold its identity.

It took four years before Super Slav was appointed, 4th choice apparently, but what a choice.
The only West Ham manager in Premier League era to have a positive goal difference. Most points in a Premier League season to boot, he had to be my choice for manager of the Decade. Since his departure, nothing has changed. Underachievement followed by underachievement.

Moments of the Decade

3: Burnley Demonstrations
The fans that were sold out by those they trusted were 1 of them, turned to face the real problem with the club.
How it got to that situation is a great unsaid, but perhaps one day we will know the truth.
Then again, some truths are best left in a dark cupboard.
Nothing has changed but that day the owners got to see 1st hand the anger over their ownership and realise that their legacy will not be as heroes saving the club, but as chancers that sold a soul of a club.

2: Liverpool Away
To be there that day will live with me forever. Never did I ever believe that we would get anything from that game. Even at 2-0, I was just waiting for the scouse comeback, Sakho’s late third ensued mad celebrations and me having a 60-year-old bloke id never met before crying on my shoulder. West Ham has been in more cup finals than wins at Anfield they are that rare.

1: Last Night at Upton Park.
The best of nights, but yet the worst nights.
The day I and many never wanted to happen turned out to be possibly the best night I ever had there. WHTID meet up early, then to stand on Green St as West Hams media man refused to let David Gold be interviewed with me standing there.
Spending the game with my best mate and his dad next to me.
Refusing to leave the Upper North Stand until we were the last left in there which required co-operation from the Stewards.
Locked in on the concourse until the Man United replacement coach had left only to then remember id arranged to meet my sister after the game. The poor girl had been pushed down Green St by the old bill, no phone battery, by luck we meet up but I then have to drive her home to Southend. Home at 4 is, to sit down and watch the game again.
As Funerals go, you couldn’t get any better than that.

So that’s a slice of my West Ham decade, now below it is your turn.
Opinions may divide us, but as 1 hammers fan likes to say, “we’re all West Ham aint we”
Though of course,
Some are more than others :)


Nigel Kahn’s Column

The Man Who Sold The World

Due to no article being scheduled for today, I’ve moved Nigel’s piece back to the top of the pile so that comments can return to all things West Ham United. Thanks for the respect shown to the Martin Peters obituary; if anyone would still like to post a tribute, the piece can still be found below Nigel’s article – Dan.

We passed upon the stair
We spoke of was and when
Although I wasn’t there
He said I was his friend
Which came as a surprise
I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone
A long long time ago

men who sold the world

Ten years ago, West Ham were in a desperate situation, owned by a bankrupt club taken as a bad debt from the biggest bankrupt ever in Iceland. A sale was needed quickly and there were various people or groups in the frame. Two interested me, the first was Tony Fernandes, then owner of Lotus F1 motor racing team and also the airline, Air Asia.
The second was David Gold with his mate David Sullivan.

If I had been asked who my ideal owners would have been I would have answered David Gold along with his brother Ralph who was also involved with Birmingham City.
The Gold brothers were what I would call “proper West Ham”. Brought up on Green Street, the pair both loved the club, David even gave interviews while owner or Brum about his love of West Ham which I remember reading and wondering why he was wasting his time with them. He should come back and try to own us again. He had at first managed to buy shares and try to take control of the club in the early 90s, around the time Jack Petchey, another local businessman sold his share to then buy Watford off Elton John.
Why was he wasting his time with Birmingham, they didn’t like him there anyway.

Oh no, not me
I never lost control
You’re face to face
With the men who sold our world

On January the 19th 2010 they walked back into the Boleyn Ground as owners of the club, winning their battle with Fernandes in convincing Straumer they were the better option. A great day I thought, West Ham people back in control of West Ham.

Their first press conference was interesting, to say the least, amid the usual new ownership of every football club bought, they had their promises of taking them into the Champions League within a certain time frame. Seven years they proclaimed, but frankly, I didn’t believe it, I was just glad to have DG as owner.

The move at that moment didn’t phase me, as I assumed the time to go there had passed, the stadium was set to be made into a 25,000 Athletics stadium after the Olympics, the stadium build was underway and it was too late with the conversion for football to be built into it. DS at the press conference while talking about leaving Upton Park even said the track was a problem as running tracks and football don’t mix, the crowds are just too far away.

The rest, as they say, is history.

Why am I re-running this again?

Well, David Gold has just had an interview published in Blowing Bubbles magazine – not for the first time he chose that publication either.

I laughed and shook his hand
And made my way back home
I searched for form and land
For years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazeless stare
We walked a million hills
I must have died alone
A long, long time ago

In that article, it seems DG is now willing to accept that the way the club handled the move was not without problems and maybe regret. He starts though with claiming that after leaving Brum in 2009 they all wanted a year off, but then said they looked at Charlton, Brighton Palace and Southampton in their quest for a new challenge. All were basket cases yet It was their love for West Ham that brought them to buying us when in his words, we were the biggest basket case out the lot.

Why buy us then? Was it love, or the fact the plan they failed to execute twice at BCFC in moving them to a multi-use stadium had failed, and the club who just happened to be having a multi-use stadium built nearest to them out of that list, was West Ham. When asked about the best thing of his 10-year tenure, with pride he says “the move to the Olympic Stadium.”

He then follows up with: “Despite the anger from some fans, I will never alter my stance on this. I knew back in 2010 that this football club had more chance of competing with our rivals, particularly our rivals in London – Arsenal, Chelsea and Spurs – by moving to the Olympic Stadium. We were miles behind them in terms of stadia but now I think we’ve shown glimpses of having a platform to springboard to seriously challenge our London rivals, thanks to our fantastic fanbase.”

Funnily enough, were not a million miles behind Chelsea or Arsenal at the moment, but that is due to the failure of those clubs, not the success of ours. I digress though as my main reason for this article was what followed.

“‘Is the stadium perfect? No, it’s not. Why? Because the people building the Olympic Stadium had a firm belief that football would never be played there and that it must always remain an athletics stadium. From where we sit, there’s like 20 yards that the stadium could have been brought forward had the hop, skip and jump been placed on the other side. How many people really watch hop, skip and jump? Seriously? This left us with a legacy of that gap from the first row of seats to the pitch on that side.”

DG must have a memory problem as when in 2010 they arrived and wanted to move, they were happy with a 40 yard gap. There was no moveable seating in their original plan, they were telling us how great the sightlines were without the seats moving. What the above comment to me highlights the fact that they will say anything at any time to try to hide and justify why they sold our world.

Who knows?
Not me
I never lost control
You’re face to face
With the man who sold the world

The best is yet to come through, For me DG surpasses himself. The question was “what would Gold have done differently in the past decade? His answer: ‘I wish I’d kept my mouth shut more. I regret saying that the seats would be “this” close to the pitch and then that didn’t happen.”

It didn’t happen because of the roof. We’ve got the largest free-supporting roof structure in Europe but to get it over another 30 rows of seats would have cost untold millions and they just couldn’t do it.

“We understood this and we had to adjust our expectations accordingly and that meant we were going to be further away from the pitch on the west side. But we will be able to bring the seats in at the goal ends, that’s going to happen and remember we are still only in our fourth season at our new home.”

Garbage is what I think of that.

They knew all this before agreeing to the move. The gap is not just on the West side, it’s on all sides. Drawings were showing the roof didn’t cover the running track, yet they claimed they were putting seats on the track.

We all know the misinformation used by the club, so I won’t keep listing them but the problem here is DG fails to heed his own admission of a mistake in keeping his mouth shut.
His answers are full of holes that can easily be disproved and yet in what I can only think is an attempt to try appeal to fans that all is not wrong he gives an interview that frankly lacks any scrutiny from the interviewer. Hence why earlier I pointed out it wasn’t the first time he used that publication.

If DG wants to keep talking publicly then frankly it is about time he sat down and faced real scrutiny, in a researched interview that could point out the (I’ll choose my word carefully here) errors in what he says.

His problem is he as said so much in the past it is easy to prove the falsehoods and inconsistencies.

Who knows?
Not me
We never lost control
You’re face to face
With the man who sold the world

Eight years ago I came face to face with DG. I couldn’t help myself. I gave him a dig about his constant brag about his poverty upbringing, pointing out nearly everyone in the area had that upbringing, but only he wore it as a badge of honour. What followed was a 15-minute spat between me and him where i pointed out he didn’t save us, he was no saviour and that is going through with the move he was gambling with the future of the club. He held his own and gave stick back to me.
Eight years on, I just hope that perhaps I get to come face to face with the man who sold my world one more time.


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