My Wasps journey started, like so many others, in Sudbury about 20 years ago when I started attending matches with a mate, sadly gone now, whose family were like Wasps royalty - former captains and chairmen and the like. It took us on to Loftus Road, where the ownership of Chris Wright ushered in what might now be thought of as the golden age. I was a season ticket holder for a good while and loved the old cramped ground.
It was at Loftus Road that the Club came the closest to building a large enough following to support it in the modern professional era. And many times since I've wonder if the Heineken Cup triumphs that followed, as well as England winning in 2003, might have sparked enough interest to drive crowds towards the 18 to 20 thousand level that might have made it London's true rugby home.
It wasn't to be and not long after we packed off to the unlovely, unatmospheric Adams Park, tucked inconveniently away in what might be the least accessible corner of High Wycombe. In the same year I moved to the East Midlands, to a village almost exactly halfway between Leicester and Northampton, two rugby super powers embedded in their local communities and with a clear path to sustainability and success.
I did not turn away, but continued to make a regular four hour round trip to Wasps and brought my young son up as a Wasp I'm the face of near irresistible pressure from his mostly Tigers-supporting friends. I even wrote a piece in the Financial Times describing my reasons for doing this, drawing a tongue-in-cheek (I think!) response on a Tigers message board that my actions were tantamount to child abuse.
Two years ago we moved to Madrid, and so inevitably a 2,000 mile round trip has curtailed opportunities to maintain support in person, although I follow no less closely from afar. This distance is useful today as Wasps announce how delighted they are to have bought a new and - they hope - long-term home in Coventry.
I understand the anger from local fans who feel betrayed by a decision that has moved their club beyond their reach after they have stood shoulder to shoulder with the club through the most turbulent and worrying period in its history. It has been compounded by what can only be described as the crass, insensitive and, frankly, terrible public relations exercise that accompanied it. Today, as Conventry City council debated selling the Ricoh to Wasps, in public, the club maintained a contemptuous silence, only broken when they issued what might be the worst statement in the history of PR describing how delighted they were at the move, even as their fan base wept publicly about the loss of their club.
If only they had asked Tom Varndell for advice on that strategy. Throughout the difficult recent period, no player has done more to build a special relationship with the fans. He seems to be the only one who gets it, and I suspect many fans will turn out on Sunday for the massive game with Bath just to show their appreciation. The Club does not deserve it. Not this week.
But the distance I have allows me to think a little more dispassionately about an issue that has worried me for years. How could Wasps, attracting gates that have dwindled to around just 5,000 in a stadium they don't own, compete with the game's super powers in the long term?
Many tweets today have asked how the club can hope to build a support base somewhere else? On a regular basis though, this only means getting 5 to 6000 people through the turnstiles at the Ricoh, and with no rent to pay and complete control of the commercial opportunities that come with having your own home, the economics may look compelling. It is notable that an online petition urging the club to stand in or around London had just 2,000 signatories as Coventry CC was voting. Perhaps Wasps' management and ownership felt they could afford to ignore the concerns of this vocal and heart-broken band. Or perhaps they couldn't afford not to ignore them?
These are the questions they must now answer. Why could an alternative not be found closer to the club's north west London heartland? How are they going to build a fan base against local rivals Northampton and Leicester, who are little more than 30 miles away, or even Worcester (about 50 miles)? What will they do to accommodate the current fan base 80 and 120 miles away in Wycombe and London? What of the players? Of the venerable Wasps FC or proud Coventry Rugby Club? A lot of questions, and today no answers, only hopeless PR guff.
My affiliation to Wasps, my feeling for the club, which runs deep now, is unchanged. I have less respect for the people who run it and the way they have treated their fans, but when next season starts I won't be any further away from a home game than I am right now, so I can afford to give them the benefit of the doubt for the time being. Because we should not forget that those who are moving the club to Coventry are the same people who saved it from oblivion just a couple of years ago.
My thoughts today go to my late mate Matthew Compton, he of the great Wasps name and heritage, and the man I have to blame or thank for my 20 year addiction. What would he have thought? The truth is, I don't know. I think he'd want the club to be safe, to continue the 140 year journey and to find its place in the modern game, to raise more Launchburys, Dallaglios, Reess and Worsleys. But I think he'd have been unimpressed with the way it's been handled, and the painful extra miles on the journey from London. But he was a fair man, and so I think he'd have said, "let's wait and see". And so we will.