It’s become a regular occurrence: a friend or a friend-of-a-friend is visiting London, wants to go to a football game and messages asking for help getting tickets. My standard response is: no chance. The most recent of these was from New Zealand-based Spectator contributor David Cohen, whose son will be in London in the autumn. I’d love to be able to help him but know I almost certainly can’t. The sad reality is that I’m struggling to get tickets myself these days, let alone able to assist others.
When I first started going to football, to West Ham games in the late eighties, it used to be easy getting in. You just turned up. Matches which were particularly sensitive security-wise were given ‘all ticket’ status, meaning you had to purchase in advance.
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