Boiled-Yed wrote:
Definitely a Sunday as I got married on the Saturday and me and the new Wife made it to the game
Good lad.
Reminds me of the time (late 80's) a neighbour of mine had a christening on the morning of a match. All the blokes had been under instructions from the wives not to whinge that they were not allowed to go to the game later that day (Sunday 3pm), we all went to the church miserable as hell, knowing the match was only a few hours away and that we weren't going.
Afterwards at the party, everyone all sat around pigged off at about 2pm, when all of a sudden the babies mothers shouted...'Oh sod it, you miserable get's, you might as well go to the match'.
Well you've never seen ten grown men move so fast!!