Shirts freshly washed, ticket in hand (or not as the case may be 
). Strolling up to the turnstile at some God forsaken place, bumping into your mates, a big smile on everyones face. You hand your ticket or money over. "CLICK" goes the turnstile. You look around. Your nose twitches. "Pies. MMMMMMMM" your brain tells you. A patch of green grass catches your eyes. 10 men in yellow & 1 in whatever colour he decides to wear run into view
This is it. This is what Saturdays were invented for. This is what I live for.
After 96 days of no meaningful games, the big day has finally arrived.
FOOTBALL'S BACK
BTW. 12 hrs 45 mins.
). Strolling up to the turnstile at some God forsaken place, bumping into your mates, a big smile on everyones face. You hand your ticket or money over. "CLICK" goes the turnstile. You look around. Your nose twitches. "Pies. MMMMMMMM" your brain tells you. A patch of green grass catches your eyes. 10 men in yellow & 1 in whatever colour he decides to wear run into viewThis is it. This is what Saturdays were invented for. This is what I live for.
After 96 days of no meaningful games, the big day has finally arrived.
FOOTBALL'S BACK
BTW. 12 hrs 45 mins.
but had to move my driving lession around so i couldnt go to the wedding
off to the pub instead to watch footy.
