I would imagine there are a few sore heads this morning. Could we all post as quietly as possible until enough Alka Seltzer for an entire City has been consumed?
My head hurts! I woke up thinking is it true... Are we REALLY promoted?! Give it a few hours & another celebration beer around 1ish I reckon.. UTT
I woke up with the words "we are going up" coursing through My head. No hangover but planning on another piss up.
There's nothing like your 2 year old.puking all night and wanting his daddy to dampen the celebrations
City players we're all in Sugar last night, Meyler gets the award for most ****ered, saw him destroy a Cheeseburger and im pretty sure Quinny asked me for a cig, singing 'DONT SELL MCSHANEEE' to..Paul Mcshane of course after Sugar Mill to his face by around 20 odd city fans must of been nice for him.....WE ARE GOING UP!
the wife made me clean out the outside drain at 10 am........not a good thing....but stilll the sun was shining and "we are Premier League"
cant rememeber which pub it was last night, but im pretty sure - Billy Oceans Red Light spells danger, has never been sung and danced too with as much conviction as i did last night, must have been really good everybody was staring at me..
Morning, Hope the little un is alright. What a day erh! you couldn't right that ****, If there was ever a day to have a heart attack or nervous break down it was yesterday, So hope were are all in great spirts even if a little sore headed
Love it really tickled me that did Did it go like this [video=youtube;zS1cLOIxsQ8]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zS1cLOIxsQ8[/video]
**** me what a day! Thought we'd blown it when Campbell scored but Prozzy and Macca came up trumps. Left the KC headed to Avenues on a Stag Night. Had a few beers then an Indian then went up the old town. Still can't believe it. More ale, shots, shorts and half a kebab. Told to **** off from Napoleons at about 2.30. Taxi home. Feel like **** but don't give a ****. Promotion party this afternoon.
Don't feel too shabby to be honest. My lads got a tennis tournament this afternoon, and then, because it's a Bank Holiday weekend, I'm treating tonight like a Saturday and having a few cheeky ones. Have a good one yourselves. UTT.
It was Andy Dawson's gala dinner last night. PB was there and ended up on the dancefloor, somehow got hold of the band's microphone and took over the vocals for Frank Sinatra's 'New York, New York'. He was belting it out, it was actually really impressive as well as hilariously predictable.
