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Havant & Waterlooville v Bury Town
That is all.
Although I'd have liked a home draw.
Would have liked to go to Bury (maybe we still will?), but this will be good.
Colin will be happy.
shame I can't make it :-(
This is very exciting.
THEMS THE RULES.
Bury Town: Taking on all comers on the road to Wembley, one ampersand at a time.
It's not happening. My money's on Rushden & Diamonds.
Before this thread, I had no idea that Bury had actually won that game.
We're best friends with the chairman, friends with the chaaaaaaaiiiiiiiirman.
In a day that was jam-packed with highlights, I think that might have been my favourite moment. Honourable mention goes to the embittered Beavers fan who greeted the final whistle by shouting at us to "fuck off back to university".
we always become the 'posh lot'!
Well, let's see:
1) Trying to choke down that swill they call lager.
2) Thinking "That guy over there is the only person in the ground wearing a suit, I wonder if he's important in some aspect"
3) Bitching at Sparky for not only getting pie all over his face, but also all over my leg.
4) Enjoying the best burger I've ever eaten. Once in each half.
AKA "God's cunt in a bun"?
Sorry about the pie incedent. Bloody tasty pie though.
I think they may have been made by the same family of curiously flirtatious pikeys. The key is generous amounts of mild mustard.
I forgot about that pie. I also forgot about the apple Sambuca until now. That stuff was fucking horrible. As for the lager, if you ask for a Carling I'd say you've waived your right to complain about the taste.
Official blame goes to the barman: I specifically asked for "Six Sambuccas and one shot of anything that doesn't taste remotely of aniseed". And he poured seven shots of that green crap. And I think they still did taste a little of aniseed. They definitely didn't taste of apple.
In other news, if anyone has recently bought new trainers and needs to dirty them up a bit, I heartily recommend a good game of Canball.
I apologise for showering the referee and my team-mate in cider. It made sense for a second before I realised what I'd actually done.
I blame the run to the station. I was delirious and dizzy after that. Although running post a prostrate Sam Pegley, giggling his face off whilst trying to hold a can upright, was one of the best moments ever.
Worst moment: that "sambucca" we had in the pub beforehand. GRIM.
That took some willpower to stay down.
'kin white wine spritzer.
I would like to officially delegate my pub-finding abilities to Colin Roberts for the Havant game. I assume you know somewhere decent nearby, big man? Or is it straight to the ground? You've got a lot to live up to after we went to the best pub in the history of pubs before this weekend's game.
But I've a couple of aces up my sleeve.
Date of fixture please?
I'd imagined it wasn't great down there, but if you can pull an ace out of the hat that'd be grand. Or, I'm equally happy having a beer in the clubhouse. All yours chief.
Shall we aim for a 12 arrival again?
And we're at home THE NEXT DAY.
This is fucking perfect!
(though Colin can confirm this). So I'd say that's do-able.
Although, that's a fast train (one per hour)
Day after the Something Serious christmas party!
And the day before The Thermals as KCLSU as well.
otherwise I think I'm probably happier than you to drink whatever I'm given.
though I wouldn't mind a trip to St Edmunds either.
I hear they do good chips.
did anybody actually miss me on Saturday?
I was UNSTOPPABLE.
I seem to remember being unbeaten against you at darts, since forever.
Anyway. That MAY be the case, but on Saturday I turned on the style, big time. Then won at trivial pursuit as well. I was basically brilliant all day.
Brilliant like a TOAD.
aka made up your own score
...the fuck?! Even if your questions all hadn't been lame, that game would have been unquestionably mine. MINE.
What's your real name again?
he could cause issues for you at the back.