last night i left the game with 6 mins to go and therefore was halfway up burton rd when crazyhorse scored our 4th, firstly i must apologise to the vehicles coming the other way who could see me going batcrap mental ( radio deedah). as i parked up at the Villa Depresso a dank rat infested hovel behind sainburys in monk bretton, i opened my drivers door and i could hear Hey Jude wafting over the bungalows and all the way over to the west green wmc where i must admit i did partake in several pints of satans wazz and a few double brandies, now as i sit here, the morning after the night before, a strong stench of stale urine eminating from my laundry basket i think. . . . U F**KING REDS
