Similarly, my relationship to Craven Cottage brings up a lot of emotions. I was a fan first, going there for matchdays and singing, crying, laughing, screaming, and having my heart broken. Then I became a tour guide there, and I have the privilege to introduce others to my sacred ground. Recently, I've started working on the groundskeeping team on matchdays and the pitch that I wasn't allowed to touch as a guide is now my workspace. I hit it with a pitchfork to erase divots and allow the grass to grow. I strain to bring the artificial lights onto the pitch, bringing light and warmth on cold rainy evenings. One day I spent hours tilling the dirt and spreading seed. It's still sacred space, yet my relationship with it has changed.
I love this post. Your storytelling is fantastic.
Similarly, my relationship to Craven Cottage brings up a lot of emotions. I was a fan first, going there for matchdays and singing, crying, laughing, screaming, and having my heart broken. Then I became a tour guide there, and I have the privilege to introduce others to my sacred ground. Recently, I've started working on the groundskeeping team on matchdays and the pitch that I wasn't allowed to touch as a guide is now my workspace. I hit it with a pitchfork to erase divots and allow the grass to grow. I strain to bring the artificial lights onto the pitch, bringing light and warmth on cold rainy evenings. One day I spent hours tilling the dirt and spreading seed. It's still sacred space, yet my relationship with it has changed.
wowowow this was such a delight to read!!!!
Thank you so much ❤️