This is the Hornsey Road taken over by fans leaving the Emirates:
They'd watched a goalless draw with Chelsea and were quiet except for a little boy saying 'I think we played much better than them' at the top of his voice. It was like a morose carnival procession where the rules of normal life were upturned: we could walk down the middle of the road and everyone was heading the same way and thinking about the same thing.
It also felt (and yes, I have been watching a lot of Dr Who lately) like time travel, because this crowd could have existed and would have had the same thoughts and conversations a hundred years in the past or in the future.
Change the clothes and can't you see those two tramping home from a disappointing nil nil draw under Herbert Chapman?
They'd watched a goalless draw with Chelsea and were quiet except for a little boy saying 'I think we played much better than them' at the top of his voice. It was like a morose carnival procession where the rules of normal life were upturned: we could walk down the middle of the road and everyone was heading the same way and thinking about the same thing.
It also felt (and yes, I have been watching a lot of Dr Who lately) like time travel, because this crowd could have existed and would have had the same thoughts and conversations a hundred years in the past or in the future.
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