- Joined
- Aug 18, 2011
- Messages
- 8,435
I'll never forget the Torquay semi final. Due to a holiday, Scarborough, I couldn't attend. In those pre Internet days, I listened avidly for updates on the radio, BBC national sports station. At 10pm, with PNE 3-1 up, the programme went off air.
Presuming PNE wouldn't score again and would therefore lose on away goals, the match was almost over, I concluded the evening by getting pissed in a Scarborough pub, Fat Rascals.
Next morning, I went into town and bought a paper. In them days it was the Daily Mirror. I turned to the back pages, and........
I drew attention to myself with a loud noise of approval and nearly knocked an old lad over with my ensuing celebratory jig. My female companion, now Mrs jj, was suitably unimpressed.
Presuming PNE wouldn't score again and would therefore lose on away goals, the match was almost over, I concluded the evening by getting pissed in a Scarborough pub, Fat Rascals.
Next morning, I went into town and bought a paper. In them days it was the Daily Mirror. I turned to the back pages, and........
I drew attention to myself with a loud noise of approval and nearly knocked an old lad over with my ensuing celebratory jig. My female companion, now Mrs jj, was suitably unimpressed.