This weekend’s Championship play offs have huge significance beyond the obvious draw of the eventual winner joining the likes of Bournemouth and Arsenal in the top flight. Saturday sees the, so called, Old Farm derby (nice) between Ipswich Town and Norwich City as local passions are sure to go through the roof at Portman Road. But for us Brentford fans, it will be a different sort of emotion as there is the very real prospect that Friday’s game with Middlesbrough could be our last ever competitive fixture at Griffin Park.
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Thanks for reading and all your comments over the course of the season. For now, I need to make more space on the site for any follow up. However, ‘close season’ will continue in full, further on.
Don’t worry, you’ll play there again. You’re not going up…at ease soldier.
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Scary thought that it could be the last game EVER at GP.
If someone offered you a place in the Premier League but with home games at Loftus Road, would you take it? I think you’d have to.
However…
I first thought it would be a bit like having an affair and I’d feel dirty. Thinking about it more, I think because you’d still be supporting BFC it’s more like swinging or even having a threesome. Therefore, I’d still feel a tad dirty despite the excitement.
Still want us to win these Play Offs wherever will be ‘home’ next season.
#COYB
A wonderful analogy.
I think having an affair is more those ‘Johnny two clubs’ supporters who say: I support Brentford and Chelsea/West Ham/Liverpool Arsenal.
The seemingly impossible is suddenly a potential and they are going to be forced to choose between the wife and the mistress.
Playing at another ground is more like visiting a back street strip joint. It’s a bit seedy and grubby but needs must. Probably. I wouldn’t know