Another day another defeat. I didn’t see it again, this time being at a showing of Walt Disney’s Frozen in Swindon’s Empire cinema (you didn’t know Swindon had an empire did you?), in which two young princesses are separated by a freak incident in which one freezes everything she touches and therefore harms the other, almost fatally. To stop it happening again they are kept apart. When they come of age and are thrust into positions of responsibility they have very different world views: the one who freezes people is full of guilt and worried about being seen by people. She wants to hide away. The other, who doesn’t know any of this background, has felt very lonely and wants to see the world. There’s a lot of singing and all of this is quite well done and some of the visuals are spectacular, particularly with ice palaces and whatnot, and in the end you feel that you’ve seen something that’s not entirely perfect but which will probably be enduring. The power of love, etc. Stanley enjoyed it a lot, which was the main thing, but so did I and so did my dad.
Back in London Fulham lost 2-0, which is probably a good result all things considered. It’s interesting that a young player can slot in and not only survive but actually do well. It is possible. I know that the test of footballers is over 38 games, and that playing well for even four games in five is probably insufficient, so we won’t know what Dan Burn is made of for some time yet, but AT LEAST HE GOT THE CHANCE.
In other news, have you seen that we only have one single draw this season?
I wonder about this. A draw is in many ways a sign that you have some sort of something about you. They can be frustrating but there’s definitely something to be said for being able to get something out of games. We are in a curious sort of all or nothing season, where the team has been unable to salvage points from close matches. Another handful of points would make the world of difference to our season but we just haven’t grasped them. It’s another damning indictment on how bad we’ve been.
If the BBC predictor tells us anything it’s that fans generally over-estimate their own team. Various models (including my own) pitched Fulham’s likely end point at around 35-36 which will mean we’re still right in “it”. Of course losing at Arsenal isn’t a terrible thing but it’s another game gone by.