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Post by Col ISIHAC. on Apr 12, 2006 17:08:05 GMT
Unless we get access to a public library, or some other poor sod's PC, the Pishhead Three (That's Amber, Mr Meds & my good self) will be incommunicado until Sunday On your behalf, dear Tinpotters, we will be consuming a certain quantity of fine ales - even finer if J Esaj puts in an appearance too, no doubt! On Friday we shall watch a football match, each resplendent in our own clubs kit; surrounded by confused persons wearing that of Gateshead or Blyth Spartans . We shall then toast your health once more. OK, a few times more then, before haring home again to catch our own respective clubsin action on Saturday. Wish us well - it's an awful long way to go for a game - but if last year was an indicator, very very much worth the while! ;D So long!
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Post by ambersalamander on Apr 16, 2006 16:24:11 GMT
HOME? Botty and I had to get from Gateshead to Weston-super-Mare!
We made it, but I'm knackered!
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Post by Col ISIHAC. on Apr 16, 2006 17:55:10 GMT
While some of us gave up on the idea of coming home at all & headed a further 20 miles North to spend an afternoon with Terrierdave - And guess what? We saw yer actual Bedlington Terrier. 'twas the first thing spotted when getting out of the car. I want to do the whole trip credit - it didn't exactly go as planned, but was enjoyable! Maybe I'll put some pictures on here too!
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Post by medibot on Apr 16, 2006 22:45:36 GMT
It was all a secret plan to let you spend the weekend with even more pleasant company than you were expecting...
ahem...
Oh ok, it was a massive and expensive screw up on my part...
Still, turned out to be and enjoyable time in the end though despite the impressive efforts of the Gateshead keeper to help them lose 2-1 to the arch enemies.
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Post by Col ISIHAC. on Apr 17, 2006 0:04:43 GMT
It was all a secret plan to let you spend the weekend with even more pleasant company than you were expecting... ahem... Oh ok, it was a massive and expensive screw up on my part... Still, turned out to be and enjoyable time in the end though despite the impressive efforts of the Gateshead keeper to help them lose 2-1 to the arch enemies. Cute thought Mr Meds - but that would have been the cunning plan to end all cunning plans... You are right though was a top weekend. ... ;D Wobble wobble; in the best "Young Ones" stylee... It’s not really fair to inflict the whole sorry adventure in one hit; so here’s the ready-steady-go bit… Such as it was. Once upon a time, there were three intrepid travellers. All were destined to travel to a far off place known as Gateshead. Having spent months preparing for the journey; the day for departure arrived. We had vouchers for travel, somewhere to rest our weary heads, and people awaiting our arrival – and then there’s the Aletaster in Gateshead…MMMMmmmmmmmmmm. Enough Brothers Grimm! What happened at the outset was this. There we were; Amber & I, standing on or around the Harry Potter bit of KC in London, munching upon Burger King’s finest fare, looking for Medibot. We could not find him – and grew sore vexed as our train was soon to depart – without us. I phoned him, expecting to be greeted by a cheery wave and a “Here I am”. I wasn’t. Poor Medibot was stranded in Brighton – which is NOT on the tube, you know! HE had been failed by modern technology. HE also had our tickets. Tickets that were not transferrable to another train, and would cost a kings ransom to replace on the busiest day of the GNER year; if Customer Services were to be believed. Laughing not; yea! Not even smiling; Amber & I adjourn to a nearby hostelry that offered Speckled Hen – and consumed some. It was good. We avowed therefore to consume a goodly quantity of the stuff in order to forget. Soon after, In need of solace I then contact a friend; a worker of miracles – and whinge like feck about the pointlessness of life, the pointlessness of planning in advance; drank some more beer, because I had yet to forget, cancelled the hotel reservation and thought “That’s that” and just for good measure “Arse”. Shortly after, I get a text which becomes a phone call, which in turn reminds me that there is NO point in trying to hold a meaningful discussion with a woman who has already decided what is going to happen next! We had by this time, Amber & I, been joined by Medibot – who had managed to track us down by a process of elimination – I mean; there’s only about 30 pubs along Gray’s Inn Road as you walk away from KC! “Children” I say. “Drink up – we are going to Gateshead” So we did. It took forever to get there mind you! Thanks to the world’s largest car park, and the only road-works on the motorway system that had not been removed for the Easter break; but get there we did. It was almost Friday by the time we did.
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Post by Col ISIHAC. on Apr 17, 2006 0:53:23 GMT
Another bit. Because I can. OK? So. Thanks to our own, self styled Angel of the North; we get there and wake up hotel staff in order to gain access to our rooms. That was Thursday then. Loy & J Esaj busy pishing it up in Sunderland’s finest brew-houses by all accounts and us more than a bit tired & stressy after a long journey – with NO alcohol in sight. Sleep; perchance to… On Friday morning, the three (Now four) travellers arrange to meet with Loy and J Esaj. This happens and there follows serious discussions about the merits of Gateshead on Good Friday morning. As in “The bloody place is shut – what do we do now!” Walk. That’s what. We decided to set off for The Aletaster, quite possibly the finest pub in the world, containing as it does some 20 or so handpumps with a guaranteed top notch selection of PROPER beer which is about 30 minutes away on foot. It will not open until 12, and it’s currently about 10:15. On the way, we find an empty Coke tin, which becomes a well-travelled and sorely dented Coke tin as it gets kicked along the road. Honest; this thing travelled for a mile or more. Six of us; kicking the can from Gateshead to Low Fell. We are still going to have loads of time to kill, and ISIHAC is getting itchy feet what with all this can kickery. Our Guardian angel (Known to me as Dory, by the way) suddenly goes tearing off across the road into a shop. It sells, among loads of other things, el cheapo footballs. We buy one, and not a moment too soon as the can gets missed & is run over as we cross a junction. The plan was to have a kick about in the pub car park, but it transpires that there’s a bit of greenery just behind, so we opt for that. Jumpers (And hats, coats, etc etc) for goalposts. Two in Sutton Shirts; two in Hawks shirts, J Esaj with a Tamworth scarf. Clearly Pimms o clock in the footballing sense, so a game ensues. Loy, our resident Gateshead fan is in goal; and a good keeper at that. Sadly, OH! So sadly, there is no pictorial evidence of the H&W victory over Sutton United (Or Untied?) but that is what happened. “I don’t do football” had been the claim from Dory from the outset. Yeah. Right! Amber drifted in and out of the game, somewhat intimidated by the fact that I am nearly a foot taller then she; well, that and one or two other things to be fair and as she did, J Esaj drifted in & out in sympathy but in the opposite direction, so to speak – but in true Tammuff style failed to trouble the scorer from open play until, rather harshly, I was adjudged to have handled the ball! By this time, the score was 8 – 7 to the Hawks. One further goal each failed to level things; and ultimately it was a missed penalty from Medibot (AGAIN I was harshly adjudged to have handled!) that decided the outcome. Mr Meds claims six of the Sutton goals, well taken ones at that. I’ll lay claim to the same; three from either foot because I am this site’s resident smart-arse, J Esaj & Amber got one each & Dory secured instant Hawks’ legend status by hitting three in her first outing in the colours! Ultimately though, all this excertion achieved was to passed sufficient time until the finest pub in the land opened and we could get a fecking drink!! Mmm. Beer! ;D
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Post by scottbsafc on Apr 17, 2006 20:46:11 GMT
Glad you enjoyed our 2-1 win at Gateshead ;D
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Post by ambersalamander on Apr 18, 2006 9:28:00 GMT
Yeah- he forgot to mention the actual MATCH! It was good to see you again, our Scottycakes.
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Post by Col ISIHAC. on Apr 18, 2006 17:42:49 GMT
Yeah- he forgot to mention the actual MATCH! It was good to see you again, our Scottycakes. I haven't GOT that far yet! At this point, I have to admit that; of the three goals scored, I only actually witnessed the third You know; the controversial winner The first was missed while I was watching Michael brow-beat some 10 year old Blyth fan - was quite the perfect verbal exchange. The Blyth equaliser came while I was stuck in the bar attending to a pint of Guinness Still. Am happy to confirm that it was a 2 - 1 away win; and if I remember, The SpartOns played twice more over the holiday- all three away Scott? three wins anyway Some achievement.
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Post by scottbsafc on Apr 18, 2006 18:12:35 GMT
Yeah- he forgot to mention the actual MATCH! It was good to see you again, our Scottycakes. I haven't GOT that far yet! At this point, I have to admit that; of the three goals scored, I only actually witnessed the third You know; the controversial winner The first was missed while I was watching Michael brow-beat some 10 year old Blyth fan - was quite the perfect verbal exchange. The Blyth equaliser came while I was stuck in the bar attending to a pint of Guinness Still. Am happy to confirm that it was a 2 - 1 away win; and if I remember, The SpartOns played twice more over the holiday- all three away Scott? three wins anyway Some achievement. Loy reduced to arguing with a 10 year old....says it all about him really lol Was great beating goatsheed on their own patch especially after all the poo loy has given us this season on our forum - that'll teach him. He's been very quiet since then - can't think why!! We also won on saturday and yesterday without conceding a goal and now we are back top of the UPL (until tonight at least).
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Post by medibot on Apr 18, 2006 19:04:32 GMT
I don't want to sound rude but i really don't rate the UPL if Blyth are the top side, they were stronger than Gateshead and all that but really didn't show they were the strongest in a whole league. Of course i may well have caught them on a bad day at the office, the two sides keepers certainly were having one of those
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Post by scottbsafc on Apr 18, 2006 20:03:10 GMT
I don't want to sound rude but i really don't rate the UPL if Blyth are the top side, they were stronger than Gateshead and all that but really didn't show they were the strongest in a whole league. Of course i may well have caught them on a bad day at the office, the two sides keepers certainly were having one of those One of three matches over the easter holidays and away to derby rivals - never going to see the best of us. The true sign of a top side is their ability to grind out good results when the going gets tough and we did exactly that three times over the hols.
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Post by Col ISIHAC. on Apr 18, 2006 20:35:44 GMT
Loy reduced to arguing with a 10 year old....says it all about him really lol Not THAT Michael Another one.
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Post by luvlydory on Apr 18, 2006 20:39:44 GMT
I was there and i don't remember his name being michael ??
then again, i do have a memory like a fish !!!
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Post by Col ISIHAC. on Apr 18, 2006 20:56:26 GMT
While you were sat there cuddling the football, the guy to your left; the one with the golden gob! was busy exchanging banter with a small child. And came off second best. OK then. His name was not Michael. Who' the fish? Is that a camera? ;D
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