by Goataldo » Wed May 04, 2011 10:24 pm
Got there about half three. 50 odd people ahead of me. The guy at the front of the queue had been there since 8.30 the previous evening. That's not queuing, sitting on your todd staring at the stadium, that's stalking. I figured hehates his wife or summat.
Let us in the ground at 6. It had been cold outside but it was even colder inside, setting up camp on the concourse. One guy compared it to a concrete tomb, we were a jolly bunch like. Ended up standing with a guy from Chorlton who goes to away games with a mutual friend, and had a good laugh. Some bloke lent me his chair and I managed to get some kip, but it was perishing. Bit like the blitz, but without the bombing and that.
Started serving hot drinks at 8. Ticket office opened at 9. Was expecting a cat. 3 ticket, as the form we had to fill in with our details and such when they let us in, had the previous two categories as void with SOLD OUT written on em. But the rather attractive ticket window girl said there were some ones left on the second tier, £85 but what a result!
Never been to Wembley before. I've waited some time for this.