Approaching the football ground,
Luton, home to Grimsby.
Grimsby are definitely in the playoffs.
Luton definitely aren't, but won't be relegated.
So, there isn't anything at stake in terms of settlings.
Up in front of us,
a small boy with, I guess, his father.
Behind us, two Luton fans, despondent
about how the season has gone.
It would seem the child has never been to a game before
and this is the making
of his springtime and his day.
'Are we there yet?
When will they start?
I can't wait till it starts?
Will we be in time? Is it over there?!'
Then, from one of the two men behind me:
'…It's all meaningless, anyway.'