The Fat el Hombre
Well-Known Member
I didn't have a tantrum I just felt sick. I remember looking up at the blue sky wondering how the fuck we'd managed to fuck up that beautiful day, and where would we go from there? I could just picture rooney running round parading the premier league trophy, and was wondering what the stadium would look like at the end with the anger, horror, disappointment, disbelief, people crying and all sorts?
I needed a drink I knew that much. My plan was to get to city square have a pint in the corner on my own to numb the pain. I didn't want anyone to see me and I didn't want to look at anyone, just wanted to curl up in a ball and disappear for a few days. I was dreading the journey home. Thank fuck for Sergio and Edin
I needed a drink I knew that much. My plan was to get to city square have a pint in the corner on my own to numb the pain. I didn't want anyone to see me and I didn't want to look at anyone, just wanted to curl up in a ball and disappear for a few days. I was dreading the journey home. Thank fuck for Sergio and Edin