Not worth going then with us playing same day. If it was a different day and against better opposition it might have been.
I went to watch Leeds v Southampton, a few years ago curtisy of S/N brewery, sat with my back to it most of the night watching Liverpool (I think) on telly. But the highlight was when one of the sprinkler pipes burst, and a steward ran on the pitch, and tried to put a bucket over it. He lowered the bucket by a foot and the pressure shoved it up 3 ft, every one pissed themselves, you just couldn't write it ff ff ff ff ff
I'd accept them and go And then I'd spend the whole time making comments like: Wouldn't this ground be a perfect site for a netto or aldi? Do you remember when we played Valencia in that champions league semi final thing? Are we still paying robbie fowlers wages? That delph lad is too good for us you know! It really is a step down from the championship this league one stuff How's don revie these days? Didn't we do well in the Yorkshire masters? Then I'd possibly set the ground on fire, depending on how my weeks gone!
Rather use a barbed wire catheter And stand on a roof in a thunderstorm with a long metal spike attached to my head.
Would accept them and go. But only because my wide is a Leeds fan and it would get me in the good books
Set fire to the person who offered you them.... ...and just as he's about to die pluck his eyeball's out with a butter knife and eat them, singing 'we all hate leeds scum' in an incredibly repetitive but passionate fashion. Then have a tatoo of Lee Chapmans's toothbrush on your inner right thigh but yell to the tatooist 'hey man i do i hope that one day david o'leary grows a nose that at least resembles a human nose.
Got to see them for free in the Champions league/or was it UAFA cup???? for free against the French side who had Patrik Loco playing for them. It was funny as f**k, they introduced Seth Johnson at half time who they'd spent 7 million on. Nearly pissed my pants laughing. Go, enjoy, but keep the laughing to yourself.
I'd rather travel back in time to Berlin circa 1939 Call myself Otto Frank, marry Edith, have a daughter called "Anne", set up a shop selling herbs and spices and then hang a Star of David outside.