I stayed overnight in Stoke ( i work from home for a Stoke based bookies ) and was told when i arrived in Stoke at 10.30am Saturday that a certain PFC were staying in the same hotel!!
How embarrassing for me to get my room ,nice and early,and,after lobbing my gear in and having a quick wash etc heading down through the foyer en route to the China Gardens pub/restaurant very near to the hotel to see several track suited chaps in the foyer,some seated some not.I do my business at reception,dressed proudly in my Pompey clobber ready for the ale.As i walk out of the automatic double doors i notice one of them offering half a smile and should have had some balls to speak - not me i am afraid.Hate to be left hanging
Realised as i crossed the road to the office the 'offending smiler' was young Liam Walker - the team coach was driving up Festival Way as a left
:76: not even a pic
Now i admit to being an emotional old fukcwit!!!
I woke up at 6.30am, lay in bed as i ran a bath and started a prayer
This prayer carried on until i had a good dump and the crux of it was ''God,i know things happen for a reason my old mucka but please explain to me why you tool my dear mum from me when i was 7''
In case you can't ,how about repaying me a little and giving me a win for my beloved Blues today please?!!!
As i looked to the heavens at 4.55pm the tears flowed but i was the happiest fat bastard in the world - and the tears flow again!!!!
Play Up Pompey, i f*ckin love ya!!!!!!!!!