SOMETHING I read in your paper the other day made me feel very confident about the future of York City FC.

You mentioned that Barry Swallow was sitting in the director's box at Bootham Crescent watching the match. This to me, in the week when John Quickfall pledged all his future profits from the sale of Bootham Crescent to the football club, could mean only one thing: Barry is going to do the same.

He must be; I can't be wrong can I?

After all, what person could possibly help to obtain the most valuable asset of a club and look to sell it at great personal profit; then, having placed the future of that club in doubt, attend a match to sit in the middle of the most frantic efforts by football fans, from York and elsewhere, directed to salvaging the wreckage created by him and his cronies. Nobody could be that brass-necked could they?

No. It can only mean one thing: the club's money is coming home.

Must be right, mustn't it?

H P Brittain,

Abbotsway,

Muncastergate,

York.

Updated: 10:08 Saturday, March 22, 2003