A relative of ours has been working on match days for @afcbournemouth for nearly 60 years. Programme selling, car park duty and various other roles. 2 weeks before the season starts he received this from the club. A disgusting approach @jimfrevola club should be ashamed
Hi @andyburnham we pay £60 a month for Sky Sports and TNT Sports, yet that still only gives us access to 70% of the games.
Meanwhile, fans in Singapore pay £25 a month and can watch every single match.
This is the English league, yet English fans are paying more and getting less. Surely that can’t be right.
Please can you look into this and make the coverage fairer for fans in England?
We shouldn’t have to pay a premium just to watch our own league. No wonder many fans buy dodgy firesticks!
🗣️ Alisson Becker: 'Three months after my father’s death, my son Rafael was born. For my wife and I, it was like hope was reborn. A light shone in our lives again. His name had a special meaning for us. It comes from the Hebrew, meaning “God has healed.”
Six days after Rafael was born, something happened that I still cannot explain.
We were playing a crucial match against West Brom. We were fighting for our place in the Champions League, and we had to win that match. It was one of those days where it feels like nothing is working, and it was 1-1 with a few seconds remaining. As a keeper, you are just standing in your box in those moments, feeling helpless.
But then we won a corner. And our goalkeeping coach shouted for me to run up the pitch. There was nothing to lose. So I ran up the pitch as fast as I could, and I arrived in the box just as Trent was taking the corner. To be honest, as a keeper, you never, ever, ever think that you are actually going to score.
Just get into the box and create chaos.
The next thing I know, the ball is coming at my face. I flick my head and I fall to the ground. Then I am just surrounded by a warm glow. That’s the only way I can describe it. Everyone is hugging me. Thiago is hugging me and crying. Firmino is hugging me and crying and laughing at the same time. Mo is celebrating like a little kid, jumping up and down. I have never seen him so happy after someone else scored a goal hahaha!! Complete joy.
It was almost more special that we were still playing in the empty stadiums, without the roar of the fans, because the only thing that I could feel was the love of my teammates, who had gotten me through the hardest time of my life. Our whole bench, the staff, and the kitmen were all cheering so loud that it felt like we were back in front of the Kop again.
I remember I looked up to the heavens, and it was one of those grey rainy days in England. But for me, the sky was filled with light.
I said, “Pai…. pai…..”
It’s for you, Dad!'