It is not every day that your team beats the European champions in the most formidable ground in the world!
I finished work at 7.30pm tonight and was in the Halfway House(Prenton) by 7.45pm. Oh! what a game, oh! what a result.
I left the pub at 9.55pm, and arrived at the bus stop 5 minutes before the bus was due.That bus never arrived. I waited for 40 minutes in the rain and cold. I waited for any bus or any taxi.
That is the reality here, it's easy to brush off, but it's not if you have to go through it.That feeling of desperation as you get colder and wetter, makes you swear that you will get out of this fucking country if it kills you.
There is nothing like arriving home to your toastie warm house though, but the cold is not easy to forget.
What a game!What a result!
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