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Nov. 5th, 2008 12:16 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
You might expect me to be pretty browned off after using up a holiday just to see a Hawks team dominated by fringe players crash out of the Sultana Shield 3-0 at Crawley, especially as we were matching Crawley right up until just before half time when they opened the scoring with a very harshly awarded penalty.
In truth, I can't be too narked. They served Deuchars IPA in the clubhouse; I had another first class hot dog and carton of chips with mayo from the tea bar; and there was some top banter throughout the game among the Hawk hardcore. The steward at our end, who had a beard, was christened Bill Oddie and was visibly seen laughing despite his attempts to stay stone-faced at all the stick Malc and others were giving him. When Scrivs (on the bench tonight) fired a ball up into the roof of our end, where it got stuck among the rafters, the attempts of some Hawk fans to free it (ultimately stopped by Bill Oddie when people started to seriously talk about young lads standing on people's shoulders), plus suggestions like 'Get a corner flag', were very funny. For the second half, the Crawley keeper Simon Rayner, in front of us, was constantly ragged for his resemblance to Chico from X Factor 2 and for letting in five at Salisbury live on Sultana TV last week.
When Hayley remarked that Craig Watkins was in the stand and Malc suggested he ought to come down to the terrace and watch with us, Simon said with spirit "I don't want Craig walking, running or even breathing before Sunday without the aid of at least four people." Malc quipped "You've just given me a lovely image of you and three others sitting Craig on a commode." That led to Ed recalling Coming To America, with Eddie Murphy having servants to wash his willy and wipe his bum - Ed reckoned a certain female Hawks fan would be glad to perform either function for Craig... Towards the end we managed a couple of chants about our being on the telly this coming Sunday.
So I'm glad that I was there, but will be glad to get to bed in a minute. 'Night all.
In truth, I can't be too narked. They served Deuchars IPA in the clubhouse; I had another first class hot dog and carton of chips with mayo from the tea bar; and there was some top banter throughout the game among the Hawk hardcore. The steward at our end, who had a beard, was christened Bill Oddie and was visibly seen laughing despite his attempts to stay stone-faced at all the stick Malc and others were giving him. When Scrivs (on the bench tonight) fired a ball up into the roof of our end, where it got stuck among the rafters, the attempts of some Hawk fans to free it (ultimately stopped by Bill Oddie when people started to seriously talk about young lads standing on people's shoulders), plus suggestions like 'Get a corner flag', were very funny. For the second half, the Crawley keeper Simon Rayner, in front of us, was constantly ragged for his resemblance to Chico from X Factor 2 and for letting in five at Salisbury live on Sultana TV last week.
When Hayley remarked that Craig Watkins was in the stand and Malc suggested he ought to come down to the terrace and watch with us, Simon said with spirit "I don't want Craig walking, running or even breathing before Sunday without the aid of at least four people." Malc quipped "You've just given me a lovely image of you and three others sitting Craig on a commode." That led to Ed recalling Coming To America, with Eddie Murphy having servants to wash his willy and wipe his bum - Ed reckoned a certain female Hawks fan would be glad to perform either function for Craig... Towards the end we managed a couple of chants about our being on the telly this coming Sunday.
So I'm glad that I was there, but will be glad to get to bed in a minute. 'Night all.