Is The English Premiership Still The Working Class Game?

Is The English Premiership Still The Working Class Game? Whether you support Manchester City, Liverpool, Chelsea, Newcastle or Sheffield United our beautiful game has been lost to the working class. Remember the days of being huddled together to keep warm on the terraces, with a pie in one hand and a pint in the other. Just when you were about to take a slurp the crowd would surge forward and before you knew it the bloke in front was wearing half your pie and pint. But it didn’t matter because you were altogether as one. You, your mates and your Saturday mates (you know, those that stood in the same place match after match, people that you only saw at each home game, you didn’t even know their names but they were still mates) watching the match together with plenty of chanting and banter between each other. Goal!!!!!!!!! You rush forward, your feet not on the ground, hoping that you were not first to hit the barrier as you knew within a second you had to take the weight of the crowd pushing you onto the metal. I always made sure there were at least two people between me and the barrier in front!!! After the surge and mayhem had subsided, you would spend the next five minutes of the match trying to find your place again amongst those familiar faces. Thousands of people congregated on a Saturday afternoon or Wednesday night, dressed in jeans, t-shirts and trainers, singing in unison, having banter with the away fans, the inflatable craze, the dodging of coins being thrown (I even miss that!!) and all at an affordable price for a ticket. A fantastic era. What do we have now, all seater stadiums, over priced tickets, matched on a Sunday, too much football on television, suit wearing corporates, sporadic outbursts of singing but no real atmosphere. Not quite so fantastic. Football died when it was taken away from the working class.