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me tooThat was proper football. As shite as we were then (and we were shite) I'd go back in an instant. Cheap tickets, reasonably priced pies, that old boy selling pin bages on a match day, players driving shit cars with their names emblazoned on the side in cursive writing, the electronic scoreboard being fucked for years, abusing Roger themes as he froze his bollocks off on the roof in gale force winds. Halcyon days.
Thought they were always getting CitroensWhat was the shite car brand that the players had? Not skoda but from Eastern Europe.