If I lived in London, and had lots of money, and would be around in early August for the start of the football season with the shortest turnaround on record since the end of last season - then, yeah. Boycott. All day long. I’d picket the bugger, and give my ticket cost to a food bank.
But I don’t. And I don’t. And won’t be.
You do you. But you lovely Blues who get a microphone pushed at you - tell ‘em. It’s a Sunday afternoon, and a late one too. Arse fans don’t care about a 4pm KO, or 5.30, or whenever. We’ve been shunted fucking hither and thither for the sake of TV these last 10 years - that’s the price of success, and we get it - but the fan base is no richer than Middlesboro’s, or Hearts’s, or Carlisle United’s. Wembley’s a shit hole. And a hard-to-get-to shit hole, to boot. We should know.
Play next season’s in Buxton, whoever’s playing in it. See how the fuckers like it.