Friday, 11 December 2020

Meet Landing Guy

Campion 3 v Armthorpe Welfare 5 
Northern Counties East Football League, Division One (Step 6) 
Wednesday 4 November 2020 
Football With Fans Game #17 

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Look left. Look right. Look West. Find. A. Game. That was the 369th different ground I've ticked. That is basically deep in inner city Bradford. The Big, Big News was - Cask Ale, in the ground, drink it while you watch. Calling Human Nature, we've restored faith in you Lad.

Slightly idiosyncratic bar service if I'm honest. One of those multi use complexes. Football ground. Cricket field. Functional new(ish) build Clubhouse complex. Offices, physio businesses, changing rooms, function rooms, khazis, bit of everything. I followed the sign - toilets & bar. Through a door, to spy many unmarked doors. Fella emerges. "Hi mate, where's the bar - ah upstairs you say, thanks".

Trudge. Another fella on the landing. (Call him Landing Guy). "Hi mate, where's the bar - ah, through that door you say, thanks". I enter quite a large function room, with a handful of punters in, bar frontage, from which I can see through into another bar, a bit more Covid Compliant Crowded. All in vain anyway as there is no one serving & the pumpclip is turned round. I hang around a bit. Exit to see Landing Guy again. Point to another door - "Hi mate, is the bar through there - no, back through the one I've just come out of you say".

Back in. I'm getting a little frustrated now. Clearly bar. Clearly no one serving. As luck has it, local punter in the other bar, needs a beer, shouts "Oi" or similar to attract attention. Here we go. Fucking Landing Guy walks in behind bar & serves him. And then fucking walks out again, with me left hanging eight foot away at the other bar. OK, I walk out of "my" bar for the second time to speak to Landing Guy for the third time - "Hi mate, can I get a beer please?"

We both trudge off the landing, through our respective doors to face each other across the bar. "Hi mate, is the cask off?" He simply turns the pumpclip to face me. And I order a pint of Saltaire Blonde at 4%. Idiosyncratic.

The beer wasn't bang on condition. But it had a nice sweet kick & floral hops & a view of the football. Another high scoring Neutral Nugget.

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