Mine was very simple, it would have been Oct ish 2000, a drizzly night in the South Stand at Withdean, a classic Albion 4 v 2 Hartlepool.
It all started earlier that day when a work colleague mentioned that I was going to Brighton. The future Mrs OW thought she'd like a night out in Brighton too, so I said no worries and sorted a ticket (it wasn't so hard then on a wet Tuesday evening).
As I picked here up I felt she hadn't quite understood the brief and suggested I wait whilst she changed from her "night out" gear into wellies, good waterproof coat, scarf and hat! Surprisingly we're now together and she's been to a couple of games since!
It all started earlier that day when a work colleague mentioned that I was going to Brighton. The future Mrs OW thought she'd like a night out in Brighton too, so I said no worries and sorted a ticket (it wasn't so hard then on a wet Tuesday evening).
As I picked here up I felt she hadn't quite understood the brief and suggested I wait whilst she changed from her "night out" gear into wellies, good waterproof coat, scarf and hat! Surprisingly we're now together and she's been to a couple of games since!