Well great day meeting up with a few lads, anyone seen grumpygit , just wondering if he saw that flying pig aka brb visit Priestfield today?
You can always be sure a match day with me never passes without event. But firstly a bit shout out to the lads today sorting that for me and obviously the friends where i previously couldn't make games, as well has absent ones
Sensible choice in giving the Cricks and Factory a miss again, i think my mates were embarrassed by my Clint Eastwood style hat and poncho and took us somewhere quieter and more discreet. Somewhere even the Northern Elite would have appreciated. Proper ales lads!
We eventually made it to the turnstiles, oh how things have changed...some lovely lady wanted to search me! Albeit she did ask if it was ok, to which i replied do i have to strip here, bit nippy today love?
Anyway my luck was out and the quick brisk hands down was the quickest turkish massage ever before i proceeded on my way.
So to the game, predictions of 2-0, 4-1, 2-1...you know how it goes after a good run, one that has seen us move from the dark depths of depression, to mid-table.
Well i have to say, it was the biggest pile of Kak I've ever seen for 35 minutes of my life, and the guy behind who was clearly worse for wear was doing my nut in!
So it got to the stage where i needed a piss, i pretty much guessed the guys pockets in front were not large enough to hold several pints of beer........you all know damn well what happened next....yes you do....I can hear grumpy and alwaysright shouting Hereford....I walk down the stairs, into the bogs and....GOAAAAAAL! FFS!
I had just frozen my nuts off for a whole 35 minutes for that to happen. Well i'm pretty much p'd off now, so go to the gap between the two concourses - alwaysright, you know the place, i ask, come on, what did i do?...I was innocent guv, yellow jackets all over me like a rash
So after my little skirmish i proceed back to my seat, getting a grateful detail step by step explanation on the goal i missed.
It all came about due to changed tactics, which then proceeded into the second half, good performances from Byrne, Martin and Eaves. Eaves loads of energy covering most of the field. Parker caught my attention when we was going for a third, no particular reason other than he did not move...well ok, he moved, sort of one leg in front of the other, but they did not gather any sort of snails pace.
Another great 3 points, we all go home happy, but it was the change of formation that one and eventually the change back that killed the game too.
But hey, 3 points lads, maybe a push for play-offs now?....hmmm, I'm not convinced.
You can always be sure a match day with me never passes without event. But firstly a bit shout out to the lads today sorting that for me and obviously the friends where i previously couldn't make games, as well has absent ones
Sensible choice in giving the Cricks and Factory a miss again, i think my mates were embarrassed by my Clint Eastwood style hat and poncho and took us somewhere quieter and more discreet. Somewhere even the Northern Elite would have appreciated. Proper ales lads!
We eventually made it to the turnstiles, oh how things have changed...some lovely lady wanted to search me! Albeit she did ask if it was ok, to which i replied do i have to strip here, bit nippy today love?
Anyway my luck was out and the quick brisk hands down was the quickest turkish massage ever before i proceeded on my way.
So to the game, predictions of 2-0, 4-1, 2-1...you know how it goes after a good run, one that has seen us move from the dark depths of depression, to mid-table.
Well i have to say, it was the biggest pile of Kak I've ever seen for 35 minutes of my life, and the guy behind who was clearly worse for wear was doing my nut in!
So it got to the stage where i needed a piss, i pretty much guessed the guys pockets in front were not large enough to hold several pints of beer........you all know damn well what happened next....yes you do....I can hear grumpy and alwaysright shouting Hereford....I walk down the stairs, into the bogs and....GOAAAAAAL! FFS!
I had just frozen my nuts off for a whole 35 minutes for that to happen. Well i'm pretty much p'd off now, so go to the gap between the two concourses - alwaysright, you know the place, i ask, come on, what did i do?...I was innocent guv, yellow jackets all over me like a rash
So after my little skirmish i proceed back to my seat, getting a grateful detail step by step explanation on the goal i missed.
It all came about due to changed tactics, which then proceeded into the second half, good performances from Byrne, Martin and Eaves. Eaves loads of energy covering most of the field. Parker caught my attention when we was going for a third, no particular reason other than he did not move...well ok, he moved, sort of one leg in front of the other, but they did not gather any sort of snails pace.
Another great 3 points, we all go home happy, but it was the change of formation that one and eventually the change back that killed the game too.
But hey, 3 points lads, maybe a push for play-offs now?....hmmm, I'm not convinced.
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