5am kick off for me in Glenorie NSW. No beers, but a nice cup of tea with my toast. Not worn my England shirt for any of the other games, so won't jinx it now.
As a six year old in 1966 I don't remember anything about the World Cup.....but started going regularly to the Valley in 67 so Im not sure why 66 is a blank.
I remember the Euro 68 competition, Italy getting to the final on a coin toss and playing the final over two legs for some reason. England came third beating the Soviet Union 2-0
Wishing everyone at Wembley a memorable and wonderful evening tonight .
Well wishing that to all of us of course buy my experience of Weds was the second to only the birth of my two children as the best day of my life (equal with 1998), and tonight will be off the charts.
Seeing as I said second to the birth of my children, it therefore feels right to be watching with them tonight on the sofa at home.
Wont lie if we do it there will be full on tears I have no doubt.
Will be watching at home in Madrid, really nervous but excited. There's a lot more support for England than Italy among the Spaniards here.
Is that because we are the underdogs on the international stage? Like the equivalent of Leicester winning the FA cup this year. Mostly everyone I know who isn’t English (doesn’t reside in England) is supporting Italy..
Alternatively, is that because we actually have a likeable team.
Will be watching at home in Madrid, really nervous but excited. There's a lot more support for England than Italy among the Spaniards here.
Is that because we are the underdogs on the international stage? Like the equivalent of Leicester winning the FA cup this year. Mostly everyone I know who isn’t English (doesn’t reside in England) is supporting Italy..
Alternatively, is that because we actually have a likeable team.
The landlady of my local The Bull in Wargrave, hasnt shown any football so far, it's not that kind of pub. But even she is getting a big screen in for tonight so I will be in there. Want to support her a bit anyway as the brewery has whacked her rent up post lockdown. I don't feel I can go to the other pub across the road which has shown all the games because I haven't watched any in there so far. Anyway, it's not quite such a nice pub.
Stupidly agreed to house sit and look after my mums new puppy for a week ages ago, thinking we won’t make it to the final. It’s a right little shitty thing as well. Add in the fact I’ve watched every game at home so far and I won’t be there tonight, I’ve had a complete stinker. And I accidentally killed a bee yesterday. The omens aren’t good.
Driving to my sister's 2:30am for 3am kick off. A storm scheduled to hit Perth sometime around that time (and the weather is expected to be bad too) sister traditionally going for Italy for bums reasons, I'm leaning England way (only just, so behave yourselves during the anthems) for similar reasons
Stupidly agreed to house sit and look after my mums new puppy for a week ages ago, thinking we won’t make it to the final. It’s a right little shitty thing as well. Add in the fact I’ve watched every game at home so far and I won’t be there tonight, I’ve had a complete stinker. And I accidentally killed a bee yesterday. The omens aren’t good.
Stupidly agreed to house sit and look after my mums new puppy for a week ages ago, thinking we won’t make it to the final. It’s a right little shitty thing as well. Add in the fact I’ve watched every game at home so far and I won’t be there tonight, I’ve had a complete stinker. And I accidentally killed a bee yesterday. The omens aren’t good.
Visions of Gaz and Rover dancing round his mum's living room belting out Sweet Caroline at 11pm tonight as a new man- dog lifelong bond is forged.
Going over to my son’s place to watch it on his projector and big screen, armed with a polypin from Twickenham Brewery to ease the nerves and, hopefully, to celebrate a famous victory.
I was only a little kid in 1966 but remember watching the World Cup Final in Bray, just outside Dublin. We were staying in a B&B and, for the big event, all squeezed into a small TV room (remember them ?). One of the guests was a very irritating priest who even I could see knew nothing about football and he had a particular downer on Martin Peters. My dad rather subtly put him straight and Peters’ goal towards the end of normal time shut the bugger up. At least I won’t have to put up with his inanities this time around.
Stupidly agreed to house sit and look after my mums new puppy for a week ages ago, thinking we won’t make it to the final. It’s a right little shitty thing as well. Add in the fact I’ve watched every game at home so far and I won’t be there tonight, I’ve had a complete stinker. And I accidentally killed a bee yesterday. The omens aren’t good.
Gal, is that you pal?
And to top it all, he mixed his whites with his colours this morning, and used completely the wrong amount of unsalted butter for his Victoria sponge
Going over to my son’s place to watch it on his projector and big screen, armed with a polypin from Twickenham Brewery to ease the nerves and, hopefully, to celebrate a famous victory.
I was only a little kid in 1966 but remember watching the World Cup Final in Bray, just outside Dublin. We were staying in a B&B and, for the big event, all squeezed into a small TV room (remember them ?). One of the guests was a very irritating priest who even I could see knew nothing about football and he had a particular downer on Martin Peters. My dad rather subtly put him straight and Peters’ goal towards the end of normal time shut the bugger up. At least I won’t have to put up with his inanities this time around.
We have guests in our cottage from Bray, arrived last night, just in time to watch Ireland spank USA in the rugby. Is it a sign?
I’ll be sat at home in West Cork in the same seat, in the same outfit (with my St George Cross pin badge), with the cat on my lap. My Welsh hubby will be sat opposite shouting more at the telebox than I do as he has always supported England with me (except when playing Wales obvs).
Stupidly agreed to house sit and look after my mums new puppy for a week ages ago, thinking we won’t make it to the final. It’s a right little shitty thing as well. Add in the fact I’ve watched every game at home so far and I won’t be there tonight, I’ve had a complete stinker. And I accidentally killed a bee yesterday. The omens aren’t good.
Gal, is that you pal?
And to top it all, he mixed his whites with his colours this morning, and used completely the wrong amount of unsalted butter for his Victoria sponge
Set myself up for that didn’t I! 😂
Biggest mistake of my life agreeing to do this. Had a real shocker. They better win.
Stupidly agreed to house sit and look after my mums new puppy for a week ages ago, thinking we won’t make it to the final. It’s a right little shitty thing as well. Add in the fact I’ve watched every game at home so far and I won’t be there tonight, I’ve had a complete stinker. And I accidentally killed a bee yesterday. The omens aren’t good.
At least you got something to kick if it goes wrong , my wife’s indoor pissing and shitting Italian greyhound is getting a proper toeing if we lose tonight
A friends house assuming we’re home in time. Going to a stag do tomorrow in a mystery UK location and expected home at 5:40 on Sunday. All arranged under the assumption we wouldn’t make the final. Hopefully it’ll be an amazing end to the weekend.
‘Mystery UK location’ @Scoham screams absolute shithole that the organiser is keeping quiet to the last minute as he didn’t want weeks / months of complaints and drop outs.
Enjoy! :-)
We’re on the way back from Birmingham... We were warned more than once not to walk back to the hotel alone or even told not to walk and get a taxi.
All on time so far but got to get through London and then down to the south coast.
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As a six year old in 1966 I don't remember anything about the World Cup.....but started going regularly to the Valley in 67 so Im not sure why 66 is a blank.
I remember the Euro 68 competition, Italy getting to the final on a coin toss and playing the final over two legs for some reason. England came third beating the Soviet Union 2-0
Well wishing that to all of us of course buy my experience of Weds was the second to only the birth of my two children as the best day of my life (equal with 1998), and tonight will be off the charts.
Seeing as I said second to the birth of my children, it therefore feels right to be watching with them tonight on the sofa at home.
Wont lie if we do it there will be full on tears I have no doubt.
Alternatively, is that because we actually have a likeable team.
I don't feel I can go to the other pub across the road which has shown all the games because I haven't watched any in there so far. Anyway, it's not quite such a nice pub.
Visions of Gaz and Rover dancing round his mum's living room belting out Sweet Caroline at 11pm tonight as a new man- dog lifelong bond is forged.
I was only a little kid in 1966 but remember watching the World Cup Final in Bray, just outside Dublin. We were staying in a B&B and, for the big event, all squeezed into a small TV room (remember them ?). One of the guests was a very irritating priest who even I could see knew nothing about football and he had a particular downer on Martin Peters. My dad rather subtly put him straight and Peters’ goal towards the end of normal time shut the bugger up. At least I won’t have to put up with his inanities this time around.
I’ll be sat at home in West Cork in the same seat, in the same outfit (with my St George Cross pin badge), with the cat on my lap. My Welsh hubby will be sat opposite shouting more at the telebox than I do as he has always supported England with me (except when playing Wales obvs).
C’mon England 🏴
Biggest mistake of my life agreeing to do this. Had a real shocker. They better win.
Watching it at a friend's house. TV will be outside via gazebo I think.
Football is coming home!!
All on time so far but got to get through London and then down to the south coast.
Sincerely I wish everyone wherever you watch, whoever with, a great experience.