So, any stories from your trip to wembley?

[DoomMerchant]

You missed out the picture. Lets be honest, me and kiers make that blog complete!

if you've never had a couple Higgingbottoms dumping beer on you with a throng of blues losing their minds after you've just missed two of the most amazing goals at Wembley then you don't really understand the meaning of the word "complete."

What a fucking day....that is an ace pic btw. Who was the photographer on that shoot?

cheers

[Lee_Kinda]

You missed out the picture. Lets be honest, me and kiers make that blog complete!

if you've never had a couple Higgingbottoms dumping beer on you with a throng of blues losing their minds after you've just missed two of the most amazing goals at Wembley then you don't really understand the meaning of the word "complete."

What a fucking day....that is an ace pic btw. Who was the photographer on that shoot?

cheers

Random drunk bloke on the way up to wembley. Not an official crew member. He was probably called Miikka though.

[dazby]

HALF OF THE OFFICIAL CREW

Finish the names please

Lingus, ?, ? , Nool
Kinda, Fuey, Lahad, Big bad bustling Bri.

I bet their names are Miiiiika.

[DoomMerchant]

Finish the names please

Lingus, ?, ? , Nool
Kinda, Fuey, Lahad, Big bad bustling Bri.

I bet their names are Miiiiika.

Exactomundo Fonzie.

[dazby]

What are their usernames here?

[spiv]

What are their usernames here?

back row 3rd from left Moonchestri

[lets all have a disco]

One crew member didnt turn up.....................



Nobody will know the difference

[Sister of fu]

One crew member didnt turn up.....................



Nobody will know the difference

Brilliant....

He just needs a shot gun and some dead ducks slung over his shoulder.

[mr_nool]

So where the hell was Max?

[Wonderwall]

You missed out the picture. Lets be honest, me and kiers make that blog complete!

if you've never had a couple Higgingbottoms dumping beer on you with a throng of blues losing their minds after you've just missed two of the most amazing goals at Wembley then you don't really understand the meaning of the word "complete."

What a fucking day....that is an ace pic btw. Who was the photographer on that shoot?

cheers

Feel for you Doomy, did SoF tell you it was a commercial break or time for a word from our sponsors to get you to go....For future reference, that is what Half Time is for!

[Sister of fu]

You missed out the picture. Lets be honest, me and kiers make that blog complete!

if you've never had a couple Higgingbottoms dumping beer on you with a throng of blues losing their minds after you've just missed two of the most amazing goals at Wembley then you don't really understand the meaning of the word "complete."

What a fucking day....that is an ace pic btw. Who was the photographer on that shoot?

cheers

Feel for you Doomy, did SoF tell you it was a commercial break or time for a word from our sponsors to get you to go....For future reference, that is what Half Time is for!

I feel really bad for this but he did say that he enjoyed rolling around in Higgis beer on that concourse.

[lets all have a disco]

So where the hell was Max?

Pissing around in London, getting trains setting off from Manchester too late.

[mr_nool]

So where the hell was Max?

Pissing around in London, getting trains setting off from Manchester too late.

That's a shame!

[DoomMerchant]

Feel for you Doomy, did SoF tell you it was a commercial break or time for a word from our sponsors to get you to go....For future reference, that is what Half Time is for!

Haha. You know what...I was so fucking elated that we scored the first that we couldn't stop celebrating and then we heard the crowd erupt again and looked back up at the monitors and the concourse got beer soaked again as we watched Nasri celebrate. I was so fucking relieved that missing them live was hardly even an issue really at the time. We were such shit in the first half rushing back for more of that seemed uninspiring as well I'm sure.

I did bring back coffee. With cream.

Just like City, I don't do easy. :)

[Wonderwall]

Feel for you Doomy, did SoF tell you it was a commercial break or time for a word from our sponsors to get you to go....For future reference, that is what Half Time is for!

Haha. You know what...I was so fucking elated that we scored the first that we couldn't stop celebrating and then we heard the crowd erupt again and looked back up at the monitors and the concourse got beer soaked again as we watched Nasri celebrate. I was so fucking relieved that missing them live was hardly even an issue really at the time. We were such shit in the first half rushing back for more of that seemed uninspiring as well I'm sure.

I did bring back coffee. With cream.

Just like City, I don't do easy. :)

ha ha a story for your grandkids! At least you were there for the final moment when we put it to bed (weren't you?)and to see Vinny lift the cup and drop the base and give Nasri a heart attack all in one motion :-)

I take it you're back home now and showering the good lady wife with a lot of gifts!!!

Shame we didnt meet up, all because of my stupid coach driver.... See you at the FA Cup final?

[Goataldo]

Feel for you Doomy, did SoF tell you it was a commercial break or time for a word from our sponsors to get you to go....For future reference, that is what Half Time is for!

Haha. You know what...I was so fucking elated that we scored the first that we couldn't stop celebrating and then we heard the crowd erupt again and looked back up at the monitors and the concourse got beer soaked again as we watched Nasri celebrate. I was so fucking relieved that missing them live was hardly even an issue really at the time. We were such shit in the first half rushing back for more of that seemed uninspiring as well I'm sure.

I did bring back coffee. With cream.

Just like City, I don't do easy. :)

ha ha a story for your grandkids! At least you were there for the final moment when we put it to bed (weren't you?)and to see Vinny lift the cup and drop the base and give Nasri a heart attack all in one motion :-)

I take it you're back home now and showering the good lady wife with a lot of gifts!!!

Shame we didnt meet up, all because of my stupid coach driver.... See you at the FA Cup final?[/quote]

Haha, that's what I said to him. I interpreted the lack of response as him 'working on it'.

What a mental day though. I've just been listening to Ramble On by Led Zep so bear with me....

Contrary to reports on the OS by our illustrious goalkeeping compadre, I was NOT late, so this fictitious event did NOT effect our progress down the map to Wembley. I was awoken at 6.38 by a phone call by our version of the Stig: bobbydazzler - that's OVER 20 mins early. I combed my hair, and grabbed my hat - was out the house in seconds flat. I had intended not to have a big night previously and to make sarnies and a playlist and be all organised and stuff, but I'd been quite excited all week, and the couple of nerve-calmers on Saturday night proved erm, rather moreish, shall we say...

Anyway, we made fairly good progress, and I learnt something on the way down - do not try and start a song in a services at half nine in the morning - people blinked stupidly at me like I had five heads and one of them had a chicken on it. Idiots. Where was the spirit? Anyway, with that disappointment pushed firmly aside, off we toddled.

I think Queen and, also The Black Keys dominated our musical menu en route - Flash is somehow the perfect song to drive toward a Cup Final listening to. Maybe you had to be there...

Once we'd got there, we heaved our aching pins out of the car, and blagged our way from Breconsfield (sp?) to Wembley, met with my brother and sister and went to The Green Man. It was as expected: muddy; the air filled with song; the place replete with pissed up Blues - including Natalie Pike and Ricky Hatton (as it was Cup Final Day I decided to let him off AGAIN for the dirty look he gave me that time at the Townley); and with some much needed Jaeger-birds on hand to save us going to the bar. I actually recognised one of them from last time out v Wigan - she was amazed and seemed to take it as a compliment! She informed us they had said after our last jaunt down, that City were the absolute worst set of fans they had ever had there, and gave a few examples, such as one Blue charmer offering to let her have some of his Jaeger if she licked it off his - anyway, suffice to say I apologised, and admitted I should never have said any such thing. Did I get free Jaeger for my cheek? Thankyouplease. Goataldo wins again.

Then like a bunch of pissed up Grand Old Dukes of York, we went back down the hill to the Blue Room, had a right hoot with LAHAD and Moonchesteri and the gang, and to the credit of everyone in there, the beers I'd been forced to ditch on the way in, were sitting waiting by the entrance, unguarded, on the way out. Cheers.

Then to the match. The first half was less than great, as the Mackems clearly had their tails up v a lacklustre City, and their fans were quite impressive also. I was annoyed by the fighting when Sunderland scored - barring that awful new bus station they've got, this was the biggest thing that had happened to their town since 1973 - it was inevitable that there would be some in our end, and so it proved. Quite a few got hoyed out, with smashed up heeds (I believe that's the term). One guy, a blue, was making his way past me, with a mess for a face (it had definitely just gotten worse), so I asked him if he was alright - he said yeah and shook my hand, and when I looked at it, my hand was covered in blood - understandably I'd been biting my nails like mad, so I hope he didn't have 'the AIDS'. I'm not going to get tested though. I think I'd rather not know.

ANYWAY - cue half time, and beer was required. Down we went to the concourse, and I swear I would have gotten back up in time for the second half, but there was this American guy (Florida or summat I think) asking which quarter this was, and querying the line of our de-fense, so I got a little distracted trying to explain things cos I'm nice like that. Needless to say, we missed our first goal.. a good goal. A great goal. One of the best goals ever goaled. Just as I'd added the finishing touches to my victory dance, Nasri had the temerity to bag another with no little aplomb, and in the style of a cartoon character trying to run extremely fast on an oil-slick, I aquaplaned on beer and landed flat on my back, on top of an unopened bag of crisps which exploded like a firework, milliseconds before my pint hit my chest. Very wet, but unperturbed, I continued to celebrate from the relatively safe position of the floor. This was much to the collective mirth of the celebrating hordes fortunate enough to bear witness to this selfless act. What can I say? I'm an entertainer. You just can't teach that shit.

Out for the rest of the game then, and I continued to stand up for most of the it, by confusing the stewards with logic, telling them it didn't matter because nobody was behind me, just concrete steps. They ad no contingency plan for this and probably remain baffled to this day. Jesus put the game to bed, and we said our goodbyes as best we could (was gutted to leave on the night but had to really), and joined the heaving crowd to the train back to Breconsfield. Beaconsfield? Who cares - it took bloody ages to queue and ages once on the train, as we were with all the rif-raff, unlike the first -leg blag. Didn't get back to my neck of the woods in Manc til about half ten (cheers Mr Dazzler for your liftability), and it turned out that someone had nicked my scarf. Fuey, I'm looking at you!

A great day, and as I said to the mackems I met, and to the DoomMerchant - let's do this again at the FA Cup final. BRING IT.

[Goataldo]

pretty sure I used to be able to quote properly, doing exactly as I did then...hmmmm

[dazby]

Stuff of legend.

[mr_nool]

[strike]Hyperbole.[/strike] [strike]Hyperbowl.[/strike] Hyperbollee.

[Moonchesteri]

Haha well written story Goataldo!