After the match me and mi brother followed this lad walking away from the match outside the bingo place, he was a true fashion VICTIM. We couldn't stop laughing as the level crossing went down. He was wearing proper old Hi-Tec which isn't much of a problem but also isn't a good start. He had a pair of the oldest tracksuit bottoms on, the sort Hugh Scully wouldn't be able to put a date to. The elastic had bust so instead of paying £3 for some more from Primark he must have had the worst idea known to man. He had some braces on all twisted up holding these tracky bottoms up, the problem is, is that the braces were too long and you could see his pants so he still had to keep pulling his tracky botoms up anyway. To top the walk home off, there were 2 scrubber lasses arguing and scrapping in the middle of peel square, a fatty smackhead (must have just got on to it) and a skinny smackhead.</p>
