That's the pure joy of being a Gills fan Bud. Wear it with pride. Just imagine if you were a plastic Manure/Scouse "fan". The ecstacy I felt in a bar in Gran Canaria at seeing Accrington 1 Gillingham2 come up on the TV screen meant all the suffering is worthwhile.My last game was after Steve Treacle goaded me into going. I paid over £30 for a train ticket that never got checked, then £5 or £6 for a dirty kebab that gave me the shits, followed by quite a few more quid for a couple of pints in plastic beakers, before finally parting with £26 (I think!) for a bit of receipt like paper with a funny modern square barcode printed on it that admitted me into the Rainham End. I then watched a mediocre game of football between two rather poor teams. There was little entertainment or excitement and the final score was 0-0. I got back home at about one in the morning and had to get up for work again at 5 the next morning.
I can hardly wait for him to question my supporter credentials again...
That's the pure joy of being a Gills fan Bud. Wear it with pride. Just imagine if you were a plastic Manure/Scouse "fan". The ecstacy I felt in a bar in Gran Canaria at seeing Accrington 1 Gillingham2 come up on the TV screen meant all the suffering is worthwhile.
COYG's!!!!
My last game was after Steve Treacle goaded me into going. I paid over £30 for a train ticket that never got checked, then £5 or £6 for a dirty kebab that gave me the shits, followed by quite a few more quid for a couple of pints in plastic beakers, before finally parting with £26 (I think!) for a bit of receipt like paper with a funny modern square barcode printed on it that admitted me into the Rainham End. I then watched a mediocre game of football between two rather poor teams. There was little entertainment or excitement and the final score was 0-0. I got back home at about one in the morning and had to get up for work again at 5 the next morning.
I can hardly wait for him to question my supporter credentials again...
My last game was after Steve Treacle goaded me into going. I paid over £30 for a train ticket that never got checked, then £5 or £6 for a dirty kebab that gave me the shits, followed by quite a few more quid for a couple of pints in plastic beakers, before finally parting with £26 (I think!) for a bit of receipt like paper with a funny modern square barcode printed on it that admitted me into the Rainham End. I then watched a mediocre game of football between two rather poor teams. There was little entertainment or excitement and the final score was 0-0. I got back home at about one in the morning and had to get up for work again at 5 the next morning.
I can hardly wait for him to question my supporter credentials again...
Charlton away was the first time this season I felt like Gills were back. Bolton at home could have been but the red card ruined it otherwise I think the RE would have been good.Harris is rekindling it, that said I can't see myself going to a home game still any time soon sadly.
The two games I went to earlier in the season I'd lost interest in the club because of the Scally out brigade.