Bloody excellent day out.
A tale of two shakey defences (ours certainly was in the first half, less so 2nd) thankfully we had the better attack over the course of the game. Winning all the sweeter over a form team and a patched up starting 11.
With regards to the little rotter who ran on the pitch; him and his dad cut in front of us in the queue to get into the spoons and someone else in the queue called him out on it and it got a bit heated and I remember someone saying “what kind of example are you setting your son?” - next thing we know he is running on the pitch!!
One of the funniest things I’ve seen at a football match. Dad looked to be rather proud of his little scrote after the stewards eventually thought it was about time to get a loose primary school child off the pitch, but started panicking when he realised he was being led out of the ground to have a word with the local constabulary rather being allowed back into the stands.
The section of the new stand with the open tier closest to us did seem to have an unusually high proportion of village idiots in it. In added time some old boy started mouthing off at the top of his voice, instigating a 15 man melee on the stairs. The football club must be so proud of their fans on their big day. Bless.
Nice to be in a decent, packed stadium for a change, though, and an enjoyable game to go with it. As someone’s already said, watching that, you’d forget that it was a match in this wankstain of a league.
