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Paul Hince column
| Submit Comments| Comments (16)| Printable Version1/1Play SlideshowClose MapMy wise, feisty, Irish-born grandmother Lizzie had a saying for just about everything. But as a child growing up in leafy Gorton there was one of Granny?s pearls of wisdom which I could never get my head around. ?Nipper,? she would say solemnly. ?You can have too much of a good thing, you know.? I couldn't make head nor sense of that. If it?s a good thing you surely can?t have too much of it! More than half a century later the penny has finally dropped. I now know what Grandma Liz meant. You CAN have too much of a good thing. And my thanks go out to City for enlightening me on this matter. Look what Sheikh Mansour and his chums over there in Abu Dhabi have given us Blue Mooners since taking over at Eastlands. We have got players like Carlos Tevez who we never dreamed we would be watching in a sky blue shirt ? and there will be more like him pitching up at the Home of Soccer within the next few weeks, you can be sure of that. We?ve been given a peep into the future by the club?s owners. We know with utter certainty that within the next five years the area surrounding the stadium will be the envy of the entire world when the multi-billion pound building programme is completed. Within the last few days City have unveiled details of a £1.5m upgrade inside the stadium itself which will include luxury heated leather seats for their fat-cat fans. And that surely is having too much of a good thing. In this neck of the woods, we pride ourselves as being proper football fans. And proper football fans don?t watch matches sitting on red-hot bums. The southern softies might take to hot bots but we Mancs won?t ? at least not the Mancs I know. We don?t mind freezing our butts off while watching God?s Own Team. We like sipping our boiling hot Bovril at half-time to stop our teeth chattering. The heated seats, I?ve read, come complete with TVs which will allow the fans to watch the replays and bet on matches without moving anything other than a finger. What next, I wonder. Perhaps a team of highly-trained waiters to bring the warm-bottom brigade an iced gin and tonic and a fresh prawn cocktail. If this is football, Jim, it?s not as we know it. I?m also wondering if those luxury leather seats have adjustable heat control. Warm, hot, very hot and send for the fire brigade my underpants have just burst into flames! City claim the heated seat will be the first of its kind in the Premier League and possibly in Europe. This is not a ?first? I wanted my club to create. It sends out a message that City?s fans are being pampered and mollycoddled by their mega-rich owners. The one consolation is that the heated seats will be housed in the Platinum Boxes at Eastlands which cost a mere £25,000 per season. So it?s highly unlikely I?ll ever watch a City game while my backside is simmering away nicely. Frankly, I?d rather walk down Market Street with a nail in my shoe than sit in one of those heated seats. But there again, I was brought up in an age where men were men and fans were fans. What do you think? Have your say.| Submit Comments| Comments (16)| Printable VersionAdd A CommentEnter your comments:
