City64 wrote:Im_Spartacus wrote:City64 wrote:Just knew we were going to get Either Barca or Madrid !
Anyways ........ A pure shite ref 1st leg at the Etihad , plus we froze first half , 2 sending offs for us , a " non penalty" given to Barca , relentless diving and cheating ......... Oh fuck I can't wait for this shit again !!!!!
Plus side ...... We can't be anyworse this time around , we have to be better and we do now look a lot better organised in this competition . Barca are very beatable if we play to our level and lastly what a fantastic city Barcelona is for a piss up , I'm there !
Ps who,s the ref ????? lol
My liver can't take another few days in Barcelona, I honestly was grateful to be heading straight back to Saudi after last years game so I could dry out for a couple of months.
I was hoping for a different city to make it worth the expense of travelling from he Middle East, so will have to just wait till we beat these cheating cunts and go in the next round instead
Lol , awesome place :-) I stayed near Columbus square top end of ramblas not to far from the marina . Bars , restaurants , cafe,s and everything else galore ! Jump on the underground straight to Nou Camp ;-)
Now then if god looks upon us and we do get to the final ( I'm dreaming )Berlin is even better than Barca in my humble opinion , absolute class city and the Mitte district is not to be missed !
If I may give a recommendation, there's a place on Carrer De Ferran (the street off La Rambla where KFC and McDonalds are on the corner), across the road from the Irish Bars and 20 seconds walk from Plaza Real where all the City fans gathered last year. It's fairly cheap, sleeps 5, is modern, clean and free wifi. Location is about as good as you will get for getting all the atmosphere. It's called MH Opera Rambla
Only negative to it, is running the gauntlet of all the brasses on the street outside, but that in itself was an experience last year. My mate was being pawed by one, it was obvious to everyone but him she was dipping his pockets but he is a bit of a gullible cunt. When he checked his pockets I set off running after this tart only to find the bouncer from the Irish bar had also been watching had already gripped hold of her. Only way to get the money off her was to become a little bit er, violent, after which she handed over the 300 euros. 5 minutes later the pimp came bouncing down the street, at which point an old bloke wearing a city shirt, he must have been late 60s early 70s,who had seen what had gone on, spotted him from the doorway of the Irish pub, ran down the street and knocked him clean out without a word being spoken.
In other events, we spent the day in Plaza Real before the match, went to McDonalds for a feed and fell asleep about 6pm, some old dear woke me up and told me I'd better get a move on, made kick off with a couple of minutes to spare after copping for a baton charge outside the ground.
Interesting evening, but I digress, get them apartments booked!
