|
Post by Nik on Sept 27, 2009 20:32:54 GMT 1
Did you see me?
I was sat second row, halfway line, still in my grey cords. I was wearing like four layers cos I'm still ill and was shivering with cold in the 20 degree sun.
|
|
|
Post by yeadoner on Sept 27, 2009 23:56:30 GMT 1
Did you see me? I was sat second row, halfway line, still in my grey cords. I was wearing like four layers cos I'm still ill and was shivering with cold in the 20 degree sun. You're a diehard already, Nik. You'll do for us...
|
|
|
Post by Nik on Sept 28, 2009 8:16:58 GMT 1
Some kids from school saw me outside the ground.
What they didn't see was me balled up on the sofa for about five hours afterwards and STILL not having left the house again since. It wasn't a good idea to be out but then I was EXPECTING a good game!!
|
|
|
Post by oxford on Sept 28, 2009 8:22:58 GMT 1
Do you have a beard Nik?
|
|
|
Post by Nik on Sept 28, 2009 11:26:04 GMT 1
It's a weak goattee to show where the first chin stops and the next starts, but yes.
And on Saturday I hadn't shaved in a week and was rocking a generally dishevelled look.
|
|
|
Post by feldmeister on Sept 28, 2009 11:54:28 GMT 1
Is this a dating forum for bearded patients?
|
|
|
Post by oxford on Sept 28, 2009 12:24:59 GMT 1
Not quite but I think Nik was in danger of throwing up over me on Saturday!!!
|
|
|
Post by otleybard on Sept 28, 2009 12:48:08 GMT 1
Vomit, germs and mushy peas. Do you think we ought to rope him off?
|
|
|
Post by Nik on Sept 28, 2009 13:37:04 GMT 1
LOL! Where were you sat? Directly in front of me were about four blokes whose kids were sat further down the end. I ran out of money to buy a program so when when one of them nabbed it back off his lad I was reading it over his shoulder.
|
|
|
Post by Nik on Sept 28, 2009 13:37:25 GMT 1
Is this a dating forum for bearded patients? That depends. Are you hot? GSOH?
|
|
|
Post by otleybard on Sept 28, 2009 17:17:57 GMT 1
Eh? Sitting's for wimps, mate. We were behind the goal with the trainee urban guerrillas, trying to give Burts a big enough target to hit.
|
|
|
Post by Nik on Sept 28, 2009 17:28:32 GMT 1
Eh? Sitting's for wimps, mate. We were behind the goal with the trainee urban guerrillas, trying to give Burts a big enough target to hit. Well unless I was passing you to get to shop at half time, it's unlikely that whoever was about to puke on you was me. Not that puking was my major concern at the time. Still shivering!!
|
|
|
Post by otleybard on Sept 28, 2009 19:08:55 GMT 1
No, it wasn't me, unless you were making an attempt on the all-England projectile vomiting record. The allegation was that you looked about to throw up over Oxford, though I suppose that would be quite an achievement in itself. Get well soon, and be back in position for Worksop. Which by coincidence is a Dickensian term for someone who takes time off with a cold.
|
|
|
Post by feldmeister on Sept 28, 2009 19:14:07 GMT 1
Eh? Sitting's for wimps, mate. We were behind the goal with the trainee urban guerrillas, trying to give Burts a big enough target to hit. I was stood as usual (after my last date at beardedpukersdating.com proved too much for me) I find sitting at footy quite painful
|
|
|
Post by otleybard on Sept 28, 2009 19:19:40 GMT 1
You're right.
In my playing days I was once told to sit in front of the back four and people kept tripping over me.
|
|