really interested one, this.
for a change I manage to get at kick off, as I'm usually 20 minutes late or so as the trains in the weekend over here are fucked. Of course the reason I made it was the fact I went almost straight from work and avoided the area I'm living.
for the first quarter I was chatting to one of ours who's going Fulham away and his girlfriend about stuff that have to be done on this trip.
then I went where the rest were sitting and watched that shambles of a game.
bit lower in numbers than usual, but still quite alright
WE ARE THOSE [CENSORED] S IN CLARET & BLUE!!!