Bear with me, I know this will seem weird, especially as it's a first post. It does to me too.
Bought Ian’s (Virgs) ticket from him for last night’s sensational game.
I was sat in south stand, block D, row M, seat 93. In seat 92 (one from the aisle) was a female who was pretty, intelligent (as opposed to pretty intelligent), had just started a new job as a visual merchandiser (no, me neither) and knew her football onions. I was a little bit smitten and resolved to ask her for her phone number.
But, damn and blast, the Albion only made a bloody game of it and, by the time of the shoot-out, it was pandemonium and my chance was lost. If anyone knows her please direct her to this post (where she can at least have a good laugh at my pitiful plea).
Bought Ian’s (Virgs) ticket from him for last night’s sensational game.
I was sat in south stand, block D, row M, seat 93. In seat 92 (one from the aisle) was a female who was pretty, intelligent (as opposed to pretty intelligent), had just started a new job as a visual merchandiser (no, me neither) and knew her football onions. I was a little bit smitten and resolved to ask her for her phone number.
But, damn and blast, the Albion only made a bloody game of it and, by the time of the shoot-out, it was pandemonium and my chance was lost. If anyone knows her please direct her to this post (where she can at least have a good laugh at my pitiful plea).