Two gooduns...
That time in 1999 when just about everyone booked the same Virgin train to Carlisle.
Completely full of Albion fans who were so pissed when we arrived many could literally not walk.
Found our way to Carlisle Rugby Club next door to the ground who were most hospitable.
We won 1-0 with an old, fat and grey Warren Aspinall scoring the only goal to our right. Scenes.
The same year we got a coach to Chester on a Friday night. It was the live game on Sky.
We were absolutely terrible until Paul McDonald took a shameful dive in the 90th minute to win us the pen which was converted in front of us.
Got home at 4am just as Sky started a replay of the entire game so we cracked open another bottle of wine and stayed up all night watching it all again.
Somehow the memories of those grim old days are as good, if not better than winning at a Prem club.
I guess nostalgia isn't what it used to be.
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That time in 1999 when just about everyone booked the same Virgin train to Carlisle.
Completely full of Albion fans who were so pissed when we arrived many could literally not walk.
Found our way to Carlisle Rugby Club next door to the ground who were most hospitable.
We won 1-0 with an old, fat and grey Warren Aspinall scoring the only goal to our right. Scenes.
The same year we got a coach to Chester on a Friday night. It was the live game on Sky.
We were absolutely terrible until Paul McDonald took a shameful dive in the 90th minute to win us the pen which was converted in front of us.
Got home at 4am just as Sky started a replay of the entire game so we cracked open another bottle of wine and stayed up all night watching it all again.
Somehow the memories of those grim old days are as good, if not better than winning at a Prem club.
I guess nostalgia isn't what it used to be.
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