From the looks of things on the TV last night, every single Woolwich fan had spent £100 in the club shop, I've never seen so many scarfs and hats. Usually you get scalfers, old skool casuals dressed neutrally, the odd tourist with half and halfs, someone wearing a tracksuit top or replica shirt but everyone last night looked like an extra from Fever Pitch.
The whole place reeks of a desperate attempt to regain the heritage they junked when they left Highbury - the clock bolted onto the stand to somehow replicate the old Clock End in a ground that has no character whatsoever, that song etc etc.
I always feel that deep, deep down there is still a small bit of the old Man City within 115, probably represented by the few older fans left but in South, sorry, North London, there is nothing.