FFS, where were you brought up, the term is JONAH. Question for you, can you remember where you were on the night of the 1990 SF against the Krauts? Was it the Three Fs?
We were at the Crown, on the Fell. That was the night daft Tony asked the never to be forgotten question: 'Who's playing?' Oh aye and if you were digging, I seem to remember spending the night with a certain Alison. Good times
PS, we were in the Three Fs for the Belgium game. I remember paying for a toastie at the bar when Platt scored. Mayhem followed.
not digging, we were just on about the night of the semi. Its finally shut down now and some sort of Estate Agents office......Shame really.
We had some fun in there over the years. Sadly, a lot of the lads have snuffed it, Tess, Quinny, Shoes Newnam, Ray O, and god knows how many others.
Nah, came back on the coach, got dropped off in the toon at midnight, walked back got home two in the morning. Great weekend Did you stay or come back?
Two hours, what did you do, crawl back. I didn't stop, but, I was sure one of our lot stayed for the game.
Aye, one of them did and he didn't even pay, he snuck onto the coach at St James on the Fright night I can't remember his name though...Kev?
Remember that poxy Humber Bridge? Well I went to Old Trafford about 85 when we got beat 5-0. Hayzie (the one who fell through the roof poor bugger) was driving and missed the M1 turn off to head North. We ended up in Hull of all places ffs. That bastard bridge! That was before GPS....and atlases as well!
If you had any sense of duty, you'd be on a flight to Sweden by now instead of swanning it rounded the Med.
