Friday 10am - drive down to Harrow, book in digs
3pm - out on lash either in Harrow or London centre
midnight - puke, kebab, bed
Day of the game - fuckin buzzing and sick with worry / anticipation.
Sat 8am - up, puke, breakfast.
10am - leave for greenman or roundabout, puke
2.15 - puke, walk to ground, match
4.45 - puke, prob heart attack if we win
5 - dance down wembley way puking away happily.
back to Harrow for the biggest pissup in 43 years hopefully. If we lose the same - fuck it!
come on City,cmon cmon cmon cmon cmon cmon.
By the way anyone got any tips for Harrow on the lash?