CARDS on the table, I’m a sport-free zone, having failed 11-Plus KTBRJ (Kicking, Throwing, Batting, Running and Jumping).

However, in my blissful ignorance may I propose a summer encounter this year, a right royal battle, between those two towering pillars of footballing prowess, Leicester City and York City, obligingly propping up the Football League at both ends.

For charity, of course. Just think; what a match... or mismatch.

Rather than King Power Stadium or Bootham Crescent, the battle (whoops, sorry), or the game, could be played at Bosworth Field.

The result might be a surprise, bearing in mind York’s giant-killing exploits on occasion, though probably not this one.

To ensure a level playing field the York players should be armed, giving them a psychological advantage, and the team would wear their new wild boar-emblazoned strip to hopefully frighten the living daylights out of their opponents, in the interests of fairness.

This soccer clash might help to compensate for the debacle over where to re-inter King Richard III’s bones. In closing, a few words of encouragement to York’s beleaguered team: Remember Steeple Sinderby Wanderers, immortalised by J L Carr in a Penguin Modern Classic, and take heart.

That obscure village team went on to win the FA Cup... in the story.

Derek Reed, Middlethorpe Drive, York