At 2 nil down i did something I have never done before as a City supporter from 1976.
I turned it off...I thought fuck it..I cant stand it....Bollocks to it..The fuckin stream kept freezing as well as im in Italy now.
I opened the wine and sat outside with the girls and moaned to my wife how we had fucked it up..My daughter had her mates over and were all screaming and laughing and what have ya playing in the garden...Me miserable as fuck with a glass of wine.
Wife said it's not like you to give up on them..I said yeah i know but the fact them scouse cunts will have no doubt scored again..what's the point!
City are calling you....What was I to do? Sit outside miserable..Like a drug i was back in and turned it back on..It was 2-2..Fuck me!!! In a flash Gundo made it 3-2.. running around the room..I'm glad they were all outside...Emotions high...Nervous wreck again
I cried at the final whistle...Fuckin cunts put me through the grinder again...I cried at the 81 final when i was 10 after me mum cracked me for calling Spurs players a bunch of cunts...They never stop giving us emotions.
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