Just watched the pre match presser. Feels like they are talking about a death in the family.
Just watched the pre match presser. Feels like they are talking about a death in the family.
I'm in Manchester airport. It's bloody early. Few reds about. Flight at 06:10.
Landed a tad late but not too bad. On my way from the airport to Copenhagen Central station. Aiming to grab some beers and snacks then board the NFFC express from Copenhagen to Herning (via somewhere I can't recall right now).
Have beer, crisps and a chocolate bar. On the train with 50-60 other reds (and a guy I know). Two hours to Vejle then a change.
I had a dream last night that we lost 3-1 on penalties.
To Everton.
In the League Cup.
Under Nuno.
I usually forget dreams the moment I wake up but that was a weird one.
What brands/flavours did you go with? Local?
A selection of beers. 2 from Brooklyn brewery, one Heineken, and one random local craft beer.
Crisps are those standard ones you get in every European supermarket.
I've only just realised it's and early KO ! Not going to be much time between getting there, ticket, hotel and then the stadium.
Turns out the random one is 10.5%. Not what I was aiming for.
Arriving for a 5.45. kick off at 8pm? Textbook Mince.
(or whatever the local time is in Denmark).
Plenty of time afterwards to drown your sorrows though.
Fuck me. 3 mins to change trains. About 100 Forest fans sprinting between platforms. Some good lads stopped the doors closing so we could all make it.
I had a dream last night that we won 2-0, both goals coming after 90 mins (the first being a penalty). Both scored by McAtee.
That's not a dream, it's a deranged hallucination.
I had a dream last night I was taken hostage by the Chinese secret service.
I've seen that porno. You shouldn't watch that stuff before bed.