We had been swallyin and sniffin 24 hour straight before kick off
Idiots
We were in Blackpool the night before, sash bash at a wee bar till about 3. Back to bed for a few hours then woken at 7 by the bands marching down our street.
Train into Manchester felt like we were goin to a concentration camp, squashed in like sardines.
Fella I knew in Manchester had arranged to sort out my mates with some gear. Give my mates Special K saying it was coke. The lads were a ****in mess after it. One of them pulled a bird and went back to bang her.
He done the deed then passed out. Phoned me about 5am asking what the score was.