I only **** one fat lass & that was when I was 14 year's old. I just **** it because I wanted to pop my cherry
My overriding memory of that semi final v Millwall was that of absolute and miserable dismay that we couldn't even beat a mid table Division One team to reach an FA Cup Final at the Millenium Stadium and by doing so, guaranteeing us a place in European competition (whatever the finals outcome) as Man Utd had finished 3rd in the EPL. We just didn't turn up (again not for the first time in my life following the lads) and allowed a great opportunity to pass us by. I was gutted travelling back to the NE that day and to make matters worse, our car got stuck in one of those make shift car parks neat Old Trafford for over an hour after the game, hemmed in by bloody Millwall fans still celebrating their victory.