As I wrote about a few months ago, I've moved this season from the West Stand to the North, for financial reasons you see.
I couldn't believe it when I turned up for the Derby match because the view was absolutely spot on, and the area seemed relatively neanderthal-free. It seemed too good to be true, and sadly I found out today out that in fact it was.
I'm not an unsociable guy - far from it - but when I go to the match I like to be left to watch the dross in peace. I don't want to be tapped every 30 seconds for some nincompoop to give me his flat attempts at humour on the game or to engage in some regurgitated argument about the club. And it seems the fella next to me is going to pose just that sort of difficulty for me this season.
Do you - or have you ever - had a Burnden/Reebok/Macron neighbour that you wish would just fuck off? Perhaps there's one that you became best friends forever with?
I couldn't believe it when I turned up for the Derby match because the view was absolutely spot on, and the area seemed relatively neanderthal-free. It seemed too good to be true, and sadly I found out today out that in fact it was.
I'm not an unsociable guy - far from it - but when I go to the match I like to be left to watch the dross in peace. I don't want to be tapped every 30 seconds for some nincompoop to give me his flat attempts at humour on the game or to engage in some regurgitated argument about the club. And it seems the fella next to me is going to pose just that sort of difficulty for me this season.
Do you - or have you ever - had a Burnden/Reebok/Macron neighbour that you wish would just fuck off? Perhaps there's one that you became best friends forever with?