Onholiday(somemightsay)
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Some FOC's in here today.........
Good afternoon to you too. Yours...fully fledged FOC. Still in teenage love with my team.Some FOC's in here today.........
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No idea what FOC meansGood afternoon to you too. Yours...fully fledged FOC. Still in teenage love with my team.
F..king Old CúntNo idea what FOC means
I went in there with my mate who was a rag, figured it was the safest place, it was until we scored. I jumped in the air to celebrate and as I landed he booted me in the thigh. All things considered it was a fair swap.I was the young kid filling his undies next to you. My dad took me dropped me off and joined his mates in the main stand. It was the most exhilarating and frightening experience. To top off the United experience I was punched several times outside the ground. Seemed fair, 15 year old vs a handful of scum. If I could re-run my life I would go again in a flash.
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I was there.Too young to attend that day so how many blues were in the ground that day?
Come on Ric that should be an official BM t - shirt ;)That should be an iconic photograph/artwork.
I got on the bus back to Belle Vue with my dad, the 53. A rag asked my dad for a light, my dad said that he didn’t smoke . I asked why he said because he did smoke, a lot. My dad said ‘ he didn’t say please , so sod him’ . Petty but it has stuck with me all these years.I was in the main stand too, probably a few hundred scattered about in there. IIRC some of our fans in the scoreboard paddock got pushed towards the corner with the main stand at one point. Grim atmosphere before and after the match, it was difficult to keep a straight face queueing for the bus back to Sale afterwards.
Di Maria was their man of the match. He is that good he plays on a Wednesday night.
The rags sold Di Maria which is one of the many reasons they play on a Thursday night.
I was there with my younger sister and her boyfriend - so that is at least THREE definites. We were in the main stand at the scoreboard end. We sort of stood behind stanchions after the goal as the rabble were running everywhere looking for 'blues' to punch. Needless to say we stuffed our scarfs inside our coats and we wet our faces to simulate tears. And my sister and her boyfriend huddled together pretending to console each other. Walking back to our home in Gorse Hill we kept our heads down mumbling "mutter, mutter" until we were well clear of the ground and then we went berserk with joy.Too young to attend that day so how many blues were in the ground that day?