Cheers folks. Well, AshBurton still the only one to halloo me in person, but I feel that se9addick is closing the net...perhaps come the Preston game, all shall be confirmed...
I sat next to you and your lady friend at the Leeds game last year but was too scared to approach...
You could have spoken to his Butler and asked him to deliver a message to His Lordship on a plastic plate
Cheers folks. Well, AshBurton still the only one to halloo me in person, but I feel that se9addick is closing the net...perhaps come the Preston game, all shall be confirmed...
I sat next to you and your lady friend at the Leeds game last year but was too scared to approach...
Cheers folks. Well, AshBurton still the only one to halloo me in person, but I feel that se9addick is closing the net...perhaps come the Preston game, all shall be confirmed...
I sat next to you and your lady friend at the Leeds game last year but was too scared to approach...
How do you know ? Genuinely curious.
Probably because when she asked you to get her a mars bar and a cup of coffee it took her 350 words.
To be fair, there aren't many women in the North Upper furiously scribbling notes for the entire match, accompanied by a strange young man who sometimes whips out a pair of field glasses (ok, binoculars) for managerial observation
I reckon I sat next to her at the Huddersfield game. Exited from L Block to go to the bog after their second goal and when came back sat at nearest vacant seat by the exit as ht approaching and couldn't be arsed to go back to row GG.
She was writing furiously throughout. Do I win a prize?
I reckon I sat next to her at the Huddersfield game. Exited from L Block to go to the bog after their second goal and when came back sat at nearest vacant seat by the exit as ht approaching and couldn't be arsed to go back to row GG.
She was writing furiously throughout. Do I win a prize?
No, that was the environmental health officer / anti-smoking in the bogs monitor
I reckon I sat next to her at the Huddersfield game. Exited from L Block to go to the bog after their second goal and when came back sat at nearest vacant seat by the exit as ht approaching and couldn't be arsed to go back to row GG.
She was writing furiously throughout. Do I win a prize?
Nope. We sat together throughout in the same seats.
Interesting that there is another person writing furiously though. What could it mean?
Cheers folks. Well, AshBurton still the only one to halloo me in person, but I feel that se9addick is closing the net...perhaps come the Preston game, all shall be confirmed...
I sat next to you and your lady friend at the Leeds game last year but was too scared to approach...
How do you know ? Genuinely curious.
Well I posted a discription on here my be this thread or another and included the seats we were in and Leuth confirmed it was them...
Well, that was suitably cathartic - and I can honestly say that is the first time I have even smiled, let alone LOL'd, since I set eyes on Luzon's horrific team sheet at 7pm last night. Thank you, Leuth's girlfriend.
And as WSS has already quoted my favourite bit, I will console myself with the fact that Pope is, on the whole, usually in the vicinity of the goal. Thank goodness for small mercies, eh?
Btw, nice picture to accompany the apocalyptic text - if you look carefully you can just see a 486 in the bottom left-hand corner. As for the customary picture, regret to say I think Atlas is shaping up for a foul throw and he's certainly in line for a yellow card for shirt removal ....
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She was writing furiously throughout. Do I win a prize?
Interesting that there is another person writing furiously though. What could it mean?
The prize is today's report!
Just what he (and all of you) wanted to see.
…or continue to toast Charlton's merry progress with a Bovril and a Beano - the choice is yours!
And as WSS has already quoted my favourite bit, I will console myself with the fact that Pope is, on the whole, usually in the vicinity of the goal. Thank goodness for small mercies, eh?
Literally.
Your sweetheart has mercifully done us proud, as always and despite her own ailments. Kindly pamper her excessively.
Btw, nice picture to accompany the apocalyptic text - if you look carefully you can just see a 486 in the bottom left-hand corner. As for the customary picture, regret to say I think Atlas is shaping up for a foul throw and he's certainly in line for a yellow card for shirt removal ....
Brilliant way of putting it.
(Would have been a good band name as well.)
From the sublime to the ridiculous