As I'm sure you and loads others experienced...

...I saw Mulryne score a late winner from a ref assistant at Reading; had a top time celebrating that win with mucho Wrathers at the pub by Reading station; drunkenly sang Norwich songs on a packed InterCity train back to Paddington with small group of Norwich fans; woke up next morning from that intense drinking session in my bed, fully clothed including coat, with two squashed scotch eggs in every pocket (not a euphemism) - each one squashed to buggery...

And it is because of that total waste of wholesome meaty, eggy faire that I hate Reading...

Posted By: Dandy Highburyman, Mar 16, 21:58:01