November 7th: Leicester City v West Bromwich Albion (Championship)
Not long ago, I wrote this:
"Fucking bus drivers - cunts, all."
This sentence repeats over and over in my head as the bastard behind the wheel of the 88 chugs along Saffron Lane at an average speed I work out to be 5.04 miles per hour (1.68 miles in 20 minutes), finally dropping me 100 yards or so from the Aylestone Road junction at about 2.55pm. So allow me to repeat: Fucking bus drivers - cunts, all.
Despite this twattery, a fast walk gets me inside the stadium and within sight of the pitch almost exactly on kick-off.
The first West Brom goal comes on 37, via a deflected Graeme Dorrans free-kick that trickles into the far corner. This is of course followed up by one of football's more annoying noises: Baggies fans doing that fucking stupid "boing boing" shit. A couple of minutes later, they have the chance to do it again when Gonzalo Jara smacks in an awkward strike from 25 yards. In the intervening period, City have lost Matt Oakley to injury. Almost immediately after the goal, Ryan McGivern replaces Andy King, who has apparently already gone off (not that you'd know).
Half time, two down and two players subbed already. It'll not be a good day it seems.
Deep in injury time, Bruno Berner hits the net from a rebounded free-kick, but it's far too late to change the destination of any points now. Still, three home defeats in 18 months isn't too bad is it?
Morrison's, bus, home, kick some doors and tables, eat, sleep. Done.
Fucking Boing Boing. Twats.
Final score: Leicester 1 West Brom 2
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