(1) Tyrone Myers throwing a strop at the linesman ... he was stamping his feet in front of him and looked a bit like MC Hammer dancing. (2) The 'picture' created by the seats. No idea who it was supposed to be ... possibly Tom Finney - but it looked like Peter Pervis. (3) The Caravan advertising everywhere. Pure class. (4) Lager served with a free Jewish hat type thingy on top. (5) The casual Preston fan sprawled across two seats doing a constant '******' sign with his hand above his head to the BFC fans. (6) 'She was lucky to leave with an uncocked quim'. (7) Silly dancing down the steps. (8) Star Wars cafe in the boozer beforehand. (9) A bloke in the ticket office who had somehow created a 3ft hairstyle - with only 11 strands of hair. (10) TM's Tweety Pie outfit. (11) The comedy stand to our left. (12) Soft pubes. (13) The sign for Prestwich on the way there & back. (14) Ali's affro. (15) 'We can see you sneaking out' being sung to the Preston fans - even though not a single one of them were moving. There was also a footy game being played. But, as I've said before, football is ****.
No idea. We were singing Dr Hook when I noticed you were asleep. We then moved on to the Everly Brothers. Then humming Richard Clayderman. And finally Kool & the Gang. Scott Jones & his curry conquests.
It seems I missed a few: (16) The Farmer sneaking off to take **** shots. (17) Some silly git doing a strange type of pelvic sexing dance when Colgate saved the penalty. (18) 'We're not gay, we're not gay, we're not gay'. (19) Geezer in the Services with no shirt on. (20) 'Ali's got that Old Crones disease too'. Top stuff. Shall we go to Preston every week?