Craig "Shez" Shennan (sadly passed today 01/06)

Dodge said:
Good news - was we were first out of the raffle and had the pick of ANY of the prizes. However, not so good news quickly followed in a flurry of hair, high 5's and girlie excitement.

So, the mrs ran to the stage...I left her to it, she's not daft. As she whizzed past to claim the loot, I said to the lads "Tunnel Club hospitality tickets for 4 incoming boys". Get in.

She skipped off the stage and threw the envelope at me and rejoined the Prossecco mob. I opened the envelope, just as the second prize numbers were announced.

"Congratulations - you've won an U12's mascot experience at The Etihad Stadium, enjoy your day".

Now, I'm not ungrateful, but with a sum total of fuck all U12's in the household and the fact I'd never pass for a 10-year-old, I was somewhat perplexed. Made worse by a dozen lads pissing themselves and a bloke on the stage doing somersaults when he was told the top prize was still available. Then worse still, when I looked across at the Mrs and she just looked back and said "whats up babe?".

Tbf, my nephews City mad 8-year-old is now bouncing, bless him and the fact his Dad's a rag is the icing on the cake. But, best of all, without a shadow of doubt, thoughts turned to Shez who would be looking down crying with laughter.

Typical Citeh...
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He would definitely tried to squeeze in as the u12 mascot
 
Dodge said:
Good news - was we were first out of the raffle and had the pick of ANY of the prizes. However, not so good news quickly followed in a flurry of hair, high 5's and girlie excitement.

So, the mrs ran to the stage...I left her to it, she's not daft. As she whizzed past to claim the loot, I said to the lads "Tunnel Club hospitality tickets for 4 incoming boys". Get in.

She skipped off the stage and threw the envelope at me and rejoined the Prossecco mob. I opened the envelope, just as the second prize numbers were announced.

"Congratulations - you've won an U12's mascot experience at The Etihad Stadium, enjoy your day".

Now, I'm not ungrateful, but with a sum total of fuck all U12's in the household and the fact I'd never pass for a 10-year-old, I was somewhat perplexed. Made worse by a dozen lads pissing themselves and a bloke on the stage doing somersaults when he was told the top prize was still available. Then worse still, when I looked across at the Mrs and she just looked back and said "whats up babe?".

Tbf, my nephews City mad 8-year-old is now bouncing, bless him and the fact his Dad's a rag is the icing on the cake. But, best of all, without a shadow of doubt, thoughts turned to Shez who would be looking down crying with laughter.

Typical Citeh...
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I know a very good divorce lawyer ;-)
 
Dodge said:
Good news - was we were first out of the raffle and had the pick of ANY of the prizes. However, not so good news quickly followed in a flurry of hair, high 5's and girlie excitement.

So, the mrs ran to the stage...I left her to it, she's not daft. As she whizzed past to claim the loot, I said to the lads "Tunnel Club hospitality tickets for 4 incoming boys". Get in.

She skipped off the stage and threw the envelope at me and rejoined the Prossecco mob. I opened the envelope, just as the second prize numbers were announced.

"Congratulations - you've won an U12's mascot experience at The Etihad Stadium, enjoy your day".

Now, I'm not ungrateful, but with a sum total of fuck all U12's in the household and the fact I'd never pass for a 10-year-old, I was somewhat perplexed. Made worse by a dozen lads pissing themselves and a bloke on the stage doing somersaults when he was told the top prize was still available. Then worse still, when I looked across at the Mrs and she just looked back and said "whats up babe?".

Tbf, my nephews City mad 8-year-old is now bouncing, bless him and the fact his Dad's a rag is the icing on the cake. But, best of all, without a shadow of doubt, thoughts turned to Shez who would be looking down crying with laughter.

Typical Citeh...
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This has made my day, thank you for sharing. It was a great event on Sunday
 
RIP Blue. Remember him from loads of away matches over the years. The ‘ pissed up postman’ at Portsmouth away years ago springs to mind for some stupid reason.
 
Indeed!

However, the 52nd minute of a football match is 51:00 on the game clock (since the first minute of the game is 00:00 to 00:59).

That should read ‘on 52 minutes’, not ‘on 52nd minute’.
 
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