Agreed, I'll have a cup too, actually another beer. Today was a pleasant (weather) Saturday afternoon watching little old Brighton in the Premier League football after decades of lower league kick-a-ball. With 33 points in the bag and no chance of relegation (realistically). OK, today's performance wasn't great (actually less than great) but on the whole we've had a good season with still more to come and at least we can now go to the matches. The Amex may be sod to get to. Even the Goldstone - at least it was our Goldstone - was a bit of a faff with queues, crumbling terraces, stinking bogs, wind, rain and a big geezer that always came and stood in front at the last minute. What's not to like?
Looking forward to the rest of this season and next.
PS [MENTION=1200]Harry Wilson's tackle[/MENTION] - make sure you give up the right ticket, mine's 197. Don't want another pre-pubescent spotty yoof who's just expanded his swear-vocabulary betwixt.
Noted. (Those boys. FFS. Is there some sort of youtube channel they watch that teaches them some sort of football cliche bingo to tick off at each game? "press!" "spare man!" "use the false number two!" "come inside him!". Well I assumed it was a youtube channel, but......)