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The Inside Line: Brentford (22/10/2013)

With every passing day City's season gets closer and closer to crisis point. Yes, there are still thirty-plus games remaining, more than enough to climb the league and get comfortable - at least - and if you tracked 'form' I believe we'd still be on an upward trending curve.  But another game without a win, or a point even, at Gresty Road on Saturday means City are now rock-bottom, their lowest position in 30 years. Tuesday night sees City welcome one of the pre-season favourites, Brentford, to Ashton Gate for the first in a short series of fixtures that look like they'll prove pivotal to the future of the season, if not the club. So what can we expect from our opponents? Until he recently joined Twitter , I'm sure many weren't aware that Bristol Post's City correspondent Andy Stockhausen was actually a Bees fan. It came to light for me with a response to an accusation about having an affinity to the Blue Few in the north of the city! Although now ...

Social Media: Football Fan's Forums

The latest publication of my 'On the Social' column from the Bristol City matchday programme, Red Alert : Portsmouth, August 20 th 2011 There is no news like bad news. The adage has proven particularly fitting this week as there has been a tremendous surge in online activity involving City fans following our opening two defeats. For a number of years now the radio phone-in has been an avenue for a few to express disappointment in performances and results, but for the masses, Twitter and fans’ forums, as well as the comments sections of online regional papers are now readily accessible. I’ve even noticed a couple of extra bloggers pop up this week.  It has always been this way of course. Poor results fifteen years ago would have caused the same consternation and unrest amongst fans, however once a few pints had been washed down on Saturday evening, that would have been as far as the discussion went. Lost in a cider-induced Sunday morning hangover, perhaps relived sli...