Was on a mad all dayer with my ex bird the day before, didn't get to bed until about 9am. Woke up very late to about 40 missed calls on my phone which was on silent. All the lads had gone on a bus and there I was hungover and ostracised from civilisation(ok,Altrincham) and no lift, trains wouldn't of got me there on time. So I begged the ex to drive me there even though she'd only been in bed about 4 hours and rough as a Miles Platting hen do. She did. I remember the turning to Ewood off the motorway was rammed,so we carried on a few miles to the next one and came the longer way. We were a few miles away from the ground and we turned onto a main road overlooking the Ewood ground area,it's a moment in time that will stay with me for ever. It was just a massive sea of blue,I'd never seen anything like it. If I wasn't already buzzin for this game then now I was frothing at the mouth. We drove down the road about a 100 metres from the Fenchurch pub where the lads were. I'd never seen so many City concentrated in one place, it was a special moment. That was only the start of a day I could probably write a book about. Crazy day(night and next day..)