Touch the Sky

The anticipation for the weekend visit of near neighbours Millwall is reaching fever pitch in some quarters.

We have learned that any Millwall fan found in a home area will be ejected and the person who secured them a seat will lose their season ticket.
Normally sane and calm people are saying they won't be coming along to support our team due to the perceived threat of the opposition fans. All the usual freebee tickets, normally given to youth groups and friends of the club, were not made available this time.
Local pubs may or may not be open, (it depends on who you believe).

I was going to write something imploring everyone to make sure that they turn up on Saturday.
It might be cold, it might be only a few days before Christmas but it is undoubtedly one of our most eagerly awaited home games this season.
We need everyone to get behind the Reds as I'm sure the Spanners will give their boys unflinching support.

 I'm now leaving Millwall on the backburner as something caught my eye earlier today that I haven't stopped chuckling about.

Like most kids who grew up in the 1970's, I was consumed by the daring escapades and borderline suicide attempts of Evel Knievel.
Friends had the wind up toy that sent a doll on wheels careering into chair legs.
We all tried to break our bicycles by building ramps to jump over piles of skateboards or press ganged younger siblings.
Our worlds seemed to stop the day Knievel came to Wembley so he could clear 16 London double decker buses.
He didn't make it.
He ended up a series of injuries barely held together by his battered skin.

If anything, his failure and subsequent short lived retirement made him more famous. We continued to try to emulate his stupidity, at least until the heady aroma of 'girls' wafted towards us and we decided we now wanted to be David Soul.

Evil Knievel has a son who has now decided he wants to try to clear the 16 buses his father didn't manage.
I'm all in favour of people doing things in memory or honour of their parents but surely this is a little, well, nutjob?

However, I couldn't leave it alone when I read the quotes attributed to Knievel Junior.
Apparently, daredevils are a "dying breed".
Arf, arf.

I leave you with Kanye West playing the part of Evel Kayevel in his Touch the Sky video.
Enjoy