Gary James
Well-Known Member
I used to sit a few rows behind and someone (may be him, may be someone else) did bring a chicken to the game and swing it around his head on multiple occasions. Then one week, presumably after the club had told him he couldn’t do that, a plastic/rubber chicken appeared and was swung around. Obviously we all cheered. It was one of those surreal moments that only seem to happen at games.Was talking about this today. I thought I remembered him doing it far more often.
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