Bilboblue
Well-Known Member
for me it was Crewe away, the game that called off two hours before kick-off with a frozen pitch.
Live in Southampton and was working in London at the time, the Friday night was the company's Christmas piss-up, stayed later than I intended and got hammered, jumped on the train home only to fall asleep and missed my stop, got off at Bournemouth eventually. Got a taxi back home costing £60, climbed into bed around 2-30am.
Had to be up at 7-30 to get ready to go to the game, had to get a train to Winchester to get picked up there for the drive up to Crewe.
Felt sick as a dog all day, threw up when I woke up, again on the train and again at some motorway services on the way up. Eventually started to recover and started looking forward to the game. Then it came on the radio as we were parking up that the match had been called off AAARRRGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!
Anyways, we decided to go have a few beers to relax before the drive home, got into a boozer on a hill just past the railway station, ordered a pint then the fkn police came in and shut down the boozer! They did it with every pub as there were so many Blues around.
So in essence, a near 500 mile round trip for ONE pint with the worst hangover ever, is definitely my worst ever away trip.
Live in Southampton and was working in London at the time, the Friday night was the company's Christmas piss-up, stayed later than I intended and got hammered, jumped on the train home only to fall asleep and missed my stop, got off at Bournemouth eventually. Got a taxi back home costing £60, climbed into bed around 2-30am.
Had to be up at 7-30 to get ready to go to the game, had to get a train to Winchester to get picked up there for the drive up to Crewe.
Felt sick as a dog all day, threw up when I woke up, again on the train and again at some motorway services on the way up. Eventually started to recover and started looking forward to the game. Then it came on the radio as we were parking up that the match had been called off AAARRRGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!
Anyways, we decided to go have a few beers to relax before the drive home, got into a boozer on a hill just past the railway station, ordered a pint then the fkn police came in and shut down the boozer! They did it with every pub as there were so many Blues around.
So in essence, a near 500 mile round trip for ONE pint with the worst hangover ever, is definitely my worst ever away trip.