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<blockquote data-quote="stee" data-source="post: 590096" data-attributes="member: 2103"><p>I agree with you Easty. The amount of times I've been sat in the North Stand at Old Trafford and have wanted to twat the gimps around me doesn't bear thinking about.</p><p></p><p>I was going to every home game a couple of years ago, (someone elses season ticket) and the people around me made me stop watching the match and gawp at the whoppers surrounding me.</p><p>This is exactly what surrounded me every home game, (this isn't an exaggeration, this is EXACTLY what it is like where I was sat in the North Stand)....</p><p></p><p>The guy next to me on my left sat there every game with a Tesco's carrier bag, filled with butties and a flask of tea, reading the match program, chatting shit to himself with a big fuck off daft hat on and offering sweeties to everyone around him, the guy next to me on my right had his three kids sat to his right on the next three seats, all with different full kits on (shorts and socks included, in fucking February ffs.....) shouting "Go on Johno" (presumably to John O'Shea......when Ryan Giggs had the ball....(I shit you not), in front of me was a miserable old bastard that would moan about any (and I mean ANY) decision "that were rubbish linesman" (in a strange Lancastrian twang), next to him was a row of various Irish blokes (different ones every match, always getting the stewards to point out where their seats are), all with the newest United top on, (usually a couple of sizes too small), scarves and Megastore bags full of tat. Behind me was a moaning old bastard (that spent the every game slagging off Giggs), and his sour faced bint of a wife.</p><p></p><p>There was one lad in our section that was cool, (he was on the furthest right near the various daytripping Irish blokes), but he and I would get moaned at for having the cheek to stand up, sing and God forbid, swear.</p><p>"There's children and ladies here lads"</p><p>"It's a football match, not a fucking library, you cnut" being my usual reply.</p><p></p><p>I rarely go to the match anymore. </p><p>I honestly have a better time, (and an infinately better conversation) with normal lads (United and City) in the boozer watching it on telly.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="stee, post: 590096, member: 2103"] I agree with you Easty. The amount of times I've been sat in the North Stand at Old Trafford and have wanted to twat the gimps around me doesn't bear thinking about. I was going to every home game a couple of years ago, (someone elses season ticket) and the people around me made me stop watching the match and gawp at the whoppers surrounding me. This is exactly what surrounded me every home game, (this isn't an exaggeration, this is EXACTLY what it is like where I was sat in the North Stand).... The guy next to me on my left sat there every game with a Tesco's carrier bag, filled with butties and a flask of tea, reading the match program, chatting shit to himself with a big fuck off daft hat on and offering sweeties to everyone around him, the guy next to me on my right had his three kids sat to his right on the next three seats, all with different full kits on (shorts and socks included, in fucking February ffs.....) shouting "Go on Johno" (presumably to John O'Shea......when Ryan Giggs had the ball....(I shit you not), in front of me was a miserable old bastard that would moan about any (and I mean ANY) decision "that were rubbish linesman" (in a strange Lancastrian twang), next to him was a row of various Irish blokes (different ones every match, always getting the stewards to point out where their seats are), all with the newest United top on, (usually a couple of sizes too small), scarves and Megastore bags full of tat. Behind me was a moaning old bastard (that spent the every game slagging off Giggs), and his sour faced bint of a wife. There was one lad in our section that was cool, (he was on the furthest right near the various daytripping Irish blokes), but he and I would get moaned at for having the cheek to stand up, sing and God forbid, swear. "There's children and ladies here lads" "It's a football match, not a fucking library, you cnut" being my usual reply. I rarely go to the match anymore. I honestly have a better time, (and an infinately better conversation) with normal lads (United and City) in the boozer watching it on telly. [/QUOTE]
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