CHRIS Towers, football poet and writer of this paper’s column ‘Final Whistle’, writes about his recent heart-warming trip to see FC Romania play at Cheshunt.
THERE I was eating some mini pizzas in a café in the middle of Waltham Cross, an area unknown to me, but that was the appeal. As a published poet of my book ‘Hinterlands’, I am always interested in those hinterlands, the ‘areas lying beyond what is visible or known’.
FC Romania is not known or visible to that many and for that reason, plus sheer intrigue, I wanted to find the...