raininspain
Well-Known Member
I was there at the San Siro for the MIlan game. It was so foggy that night that you couldn't see the near touchline, let alone the far one. Three of us had come by train and were planning on getting the overnight back to Paris, but we stayed on in the same cheap hostel, got absolutely smashed on the local vino rosso in some back-street trattoria, but still managed to get up for the 12 o'clock kick-off the day after. Kiddo and Paul Power put us 0-2 up, but we let them draw! 3-0 back at Maine Road. Happy Days!