jimharri
Moderator
Yesterday was a day for the diehards. I was up shortly after 2a.m. to drive across Ireland in the pissing rain, in order to catch a 6:30 flight over to Manchester. You then sit through 90 minutes of what was served up before us. The weekend has knocked me back somewhere around £200 as well, taking everything into account. There were a couple of occasions during the afternoon when I thought "what the fuck am I doing?". But, it's what we do, isn't it? Looking around though, there were plenty of empty seats, particularly in the East Stand (probably the same in CB, where I was sat).