tomorrow

for our last game of the season, I'll wander down to the Rosary for a pre-match pint.
Before the game - on a threadbare pitch - tanned & goegrous Geoff will present the BB to a short-shirted warrior, sealing the deal with a manly handshake.
City will kick off towards the River End terrace, where the spaz waggons lurk.
After a dull 80 minutes the Butchers will move to the running track, the Barclay will cheer and then, at 542(ish) it will all be done.
No stupid lap of dishonour, no ghoul muisc, no sponsored confetti for the PotS; everyone will quietly f**k off home and Russ will be out, prodding the dusty pitch and counting the days before the JoHos are back in town.

Posted By: Henclrikus, May 10, 13:06:42