Big game under the floodlights, so get the kid in bed by 6.47pm, swift toke on a bottle of supermarket own brand lager and quick look on here to see if Dr D has sorted the team, then WHOOSH get my f**king Lanvins down to the Carrow Road for a pre-match delicacy from the Banqueting Quadrant (food stalls behind Jarrold)
all topped off a can of refreshing ale and I'll be in my seat afore that lad with the mic can patronisingly say "...and the snakepit...3-2-1..."
See you legends at the hog hutch, 7.26pm. BURP.
Posted By: MIKEWALKER, Feb 2, 12:02:41
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