Yorkie said:Chappers
*slap*
I was 17 and it was the days when fans were mixed. Chelsea had gone 1-0 and we were attacking. My Dad was on my left standing next to me. We all leaned forward to watch the equalise but because my Dad wasn't very tall he moved forward to see the goal.
Because we scored I flung my arms around what I thought was my Dad and kissed him ... except that it wasn't my Dad because he'd moved and I was hugging and kissing a Chelsea fan
I jumped back in shock and blushed.
My Dad thought it was hilarious (the bloke looked as though he was enjoying it even though we'd equalised) and he wouldn't let me forget it for quite a while.
Kept saying things like 'Don't throw yourself at any fellas today' etc
dave the gaffer said:Wahay...Portslade and Mile Oak Clique