Post by medibot on Oct 22, 2007 15:06:48 GMT
The good people at the terminus pub in Eastbourne, my brother and Sutton fan Nick the Greek.
After Saturdays massively frustrating (hit the woodwork three times, had a penalty saved and were basically all over them) 3-0 defeat to Eastbourne, the mood was somewhat frustrated.
This was about to take a turn for the worse when NtG asked me if i was getting a copy of FM2008 from the club, i only had a tenner on me so the answer was no. However, the greek chap stood me the extra £5 till i could get more in town.
This left me sitting with no money and in need of a beer i took advantage of the fact my brother was sitting outside on the benches, refraining from making another bench joke i swiped a tenner off him and proceeded to blow it on beer, the quiz machine and a mushy pea fritter and chips at the chippy by Pevensey and Westham station (for of course, Eastbourne Borough don't actually play in Eastbourne) and tootled into town.
On arrival in a pub with 8 handpumps it became apparent, with an hour before the start of the rugby, that only i had had the sense to eat and the other Sutton fans needed to get food. This would almost certainly rule them out of getting seats in the big screen telly room.
Fortunately, as i was more interested in getting a few jars of Harvey's finest in me than anything else i was more than happy to keep the £5 i owed NtG in exchanging for holding 7 seats for their return from the restaurant next door.
During this time, the manager got me a free pint of Harvey's Best ("seeing as i couldn't go anywhere...") and upon the return of those eating i was congratulated on my seat grabbing expertise. Having fucked off just about everybody in the room telling them the seats were taken, this was well earned.
The Saffers then duly won the rugby.
I then wandered downstairs to be slyly presented with a choccy and amber coloured Harvey's beer towel by one of the barmaids in a "nobody knows" arrangement which delighted me thus further as i'd been after one all summer.
I then went on to blag a free shot of the most disgusting thing ever which i'm told was aftershock of some kind and win £3 on the quizmachine before graciously departing via a fat burger onto the last train back to Brighton
Splendid stuff and in most part thanks to the kindness of others
After Saturdays massively frustrating (hit the woodwork three times, had a penalty saved and were basically all over them) 3-0 defeat to Eastbourne, the mood was somewhat frustrated.
This was about to take a turn for the worse when NtG asked me if i was getting a copy of FM2008 from the club, i only had a tenner on me so the answer was no. However, the greek chap stood me the extra £5 till i could get more in town.
This left me sitting with no money and in need of a beer i took advantage of the fact my brother was sitting outside on the benches, refraining from making another bench joke i swiped a tenner off him and proceeded to blow it on beer, the quiz machine and a mushy pea fritter and chips at the chippy by Pevensey and Westham station (for of course, Eastbourne Borough don't actually play in Eastbourne) and tootled into town.
On arrival in a pub with 8 handpumps it became apparent, with an hour before the start of the rugby, that only i had had the sense to eat and the other Sutton fans needed to get food. This would almost certainly rule them out of getting seats in the big screen telly room.
Fortunately, as i was more interested in getting a few jars of Harvey's finest in me than anything else i was more than happy to keep the £5 i owed NtG in exchanging for holding 7 seats for their return from the restaurant next door.
During this time, the manager got me a free pint of Harvey's Best ("seeing as i couldn't go anywhere...") and upon the return of those eating i was congratulated on my seat grabbing expertise. Having fucked off just about everybody in the room telling them the seats were taken, this was well earned.
The Saffers then duly won the rugby.
I then wandered downstairs to be slyly presented with a choccy and amber coloured Harvey's beer towel by one of the barmaids in a "nobody knows" arrangement which delighted me thus further as i'd been after one all summer.
I then went on to blag a free shot of the most disgusting thing ever which i'm told was aftershock of some kind and win £3 on the quizmachine before graciously departing via a fat burger onto the last train back to Brighton
Splendid stuff and in most part thanks to the kindness of others