To understand and appreciate the thread title you needed to be at today's game -- or take a look at the slogan used by Peterborough There is another reason why you needed to be at the game -- because it was a good one ! The result was a mirror image of the fixture of last season. On this occasion it was the hosts who took a late 1-0 lead -- and, pleasingly, it was the turn of the Gills to snatch a richly deserved equaliser very late into the game. In truth it would have been cruel if either team had stolen all the points. The game, as aforementioned was good to watch - with both teams intent on showing a lot of attacking intent. It made a refreshing change to see a solid performance by the Gills - where I didn't think we were going to concede every time the ball entered our half. We had Jackson at RB with Konchesky moving to LB. This enabled Wagstaff to move into midfield -- and, for once, we had somebody who really battled in that department. I was particularly pleased with Gills' response to going behind - attacking relentlessly to recover - and even with only a couple of minutes to go they still went chasing the winner. This was exactly what all Gills fans would have asked from Santa. So why aren't Peterborough posh ? It might be their nickname - but I don't suppose their players would claim the accolade - and other 'experiences' on the day did little to attract such praise. I've been to Peterborough a few times - so I knew to expect their 'posh' wooden seats - but these were luxury compared with my 'allocated' seat -- in the sophisticated plastic seats near the front of the stand. The leg room is dreadful. I tried to sit in my seat - but it was impossible ! I'm just 6' ( hardly 'overtall' ). As I sat down, I found that my knees extended over the seat in front by several inches. This caused a problem for the poor fan in front of me. I tried to contort my body so as not to break another fan's back - but couldn't fit into the seat. The seat in front of me was so close, that if I had taken Viagra before the match, I could have formed a three pronged attack ! To add to the nonsense of trying to sit in my seat - one of the stewards spoke to a friend, who was standing in front of his seat. He told my friend to "sit down".......... What's wrong with that?....... Well this request was made at 2.40pm !!!!!! - Yes - 20 minutes BEFORE the game ! It's just as well that the same request wasn't asked of me - my response would not have been printable. Other less posh issues were the snack bar - probably as cramped as the seats in the stands - with barely enough room for 2 people in the queue......... and as for the toilets - Yuk !! These were awful - tiny and very unclean. If I hadn't been 'desperate', I would have given it a miss. Even here I had to perform some yoga to fit into the cubicle, do what I needed and try to keep the door closed ! ( lock broken ). All in all - not very Posh. There was some amusement on the pitch - the referee struggling to be able to count to ten. At one free kick ( for Gills ), the referee stepped a full 12 paces - to the annoyance of the home fans -- who then proceeded to give verbal assistance on subsequent free kicks. And to add to the nonsense, as our coach tried to leave the car park, we got little help from the Hi Viz chap -- the same guy who performed his job with great zeal - and managed to perplex Peter Lloyd when he went to pay the fee for parking our coach. The fee had gone up from last year - by 33% -Now, that's what I call 'posh.'.... When we eventually reached the exit, we needed to turn right. Traffic was a nightmare - and made more difficult by the close proximity of traffic lights. It needed our driver to have to ask the Hi Vizzer if he could trouble himself to 'hold up' the traffic to allow us a sporting chance to join the main road -- I think that any local Police were having High Tea ! Happy New Year
