My footy night...

...finished work late so by the time I got home I knew I wasn't going to make it to the pub...had a little sulk...

Drove to Leyton with Mrs FP, parked car and then walked to ground...

Bumped into cc in burger queue and we both agreed we'd lose (big crowd, London, 433 team formation)..

Made way into stands and was immediately hit in the face by a giant alligator...thought it was all a bit cocky the going up up up thang etc and could bite us in the arse...

Said hello to Nigel G...

Decided I was impressed with stewards who from what I could see all seemed friendly but business like...

Did street handshake with Brandy before a dazed and confoosed mbk appeared along with the Trickster and Otto - said hello to them all...

Game was s**t: disorganised defence and no f**king midfield - why wasn't it changed sooner? I'm sure it has been said but no Hooly was bad and no Holt was, erm, badder...and I hate hoofballl...Charlton is not somewhere we have much luck at (big crowd, London, no Holt etc)...anyway, you've probably talked about it all to death further down so shall leave it...

Saw Garry B at half time who seemed rather merry...unusual that...

Game finished talk of pub didn't happen so I walked up to tube with TH and Otto...TH tried to hit upon the Mrs but I'll let him off as he's from Clapton and that's what they all do around there...did you guys make it home OK cos that was one mahoosive queue?..

Walked to car to find we had a parking ticket...grrrr...

And to round it all off we then went to Spazda to stock up on crap produce...saw quite a few Norwich in there doing the same...

Got home, pate, cake and snoring on the sofa rounded the evening off...

Posted By: Fierce Panda, Apr 14, 12:36:58