Pretty fucked off by this date to be honest. Thrilled we are through to the semis, but here's the thing...
I have lived in the states since I was 10. Raised a blue, whole family grew up round the corner from maine road. Well I try to get back to see the blues play once every year or two, and this time, I had something special working out. I'm a full time swim coach at a pretty big club, and one of the kids approached me while I was wearing my city top. I naturally suspected him to be a rag, as most 16 year old kids in the states tend to be. But he said "I'm Gary Cook's god son."
Well, this kids family has been awesome. They were getting me tickets for the Spurs game (no way I would have been able to get them otherwise, which is the only fucking week I can go to England this year with the swimming seasons and shit), and his mum was really nice and all that. Now City are going to Wembley that fucking weekend, which of course I'm happy with, as winning something is more important than me seeing them play. But Fuck me! Gary Cook was getting me tickets essentially, now there's no chance of that. Too pushy to ask this nice family, who already went out of their way, for Wembley tickets.
Shit.