Weedocbhoy60
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For me the answer to the above questions is once. Rangers v Aberdeen. Why you ask.
Thirty - Thirty five years I played squash on a Sat afternoon. Dumbarton Harp CSC had a couple of squash courts and me and some like minded fellows would play for 2-3hours.
This Sat I was injured and was havin a beer in one of Dumbartons more popular boozers wondering what to do. In came Frankie.
"Wit you dain here ?" He enquired
" sore ankle. Wit aboot you?? " I asked.
" Missed the bus tae Dundee. Wanta pint" Frankie was a regular at away games.
Two minutes later in comes Gavin, a hun supporting pal.
"I'm going to the Rangers game you two want to watch a game o fitba, I'm driving. Back in thirty. " "May as well" we replied.
Due to too many pints we ended up in wi the home support instead wi the sheep. If sir doon, keep quiet we'll be fine. This lasted ninety seconds. Two young boys, wrapped in red hand of Ulster flags, sat soon three rows in front. Frankie went ballistic! After reminding him where we were he quickly shut up. The surrounding crowd were curious about the two drunks with the odd attitude. The game started, it was dire. Halfway through the first half the Done scored ... Me 'n' Frankie went ape. For about half a second. This time the crowd were a tad angry and slightly unstable. We sat down. We shut up. We looked a little sheepish(pun intended). We sat quietly and grinned throughout the interval. The game restarted. Mair pish. Halfway through the second half Rangers equalised. We both stood up. We clapped while uttering phrases along the lines of
" Well done chaps" " jolly good show" while grinning like idiots and trying to look hunish. How we got out with our limbs intact only God knows.
Anybody else done anything similar ??
Thirty - Thirty five years I played squash on a Sat afternoon. Dumbarton Harp CSC had a couple of squash courts and me and some like minded fellows would play for 2-3hours.
This Sat I was injured and was havin a beer in one of Dumbartons more popular boozers wondering what to do. In came Frankie.
"Wit you dain here ?" He enquired
" sore ankle. Wit aboot you?? " I asked.
" Missed the bus tae Dundee. Wanta pint" Frankie was a regular at away games.
Two minutes later in comes Gavin, a hun supporting pal.
"I'm going to the Rangers game you two want to watch a game o fitba, I'm driving. Back in thirty. " "May as well" we replied.
Due to too many pints we ended up in wi the home support instead wi the sheep. If sir doon, keep quiet we'll be fine. This lasted ninety seconds. Two young boys, wrapped in red hand of Ulster flags, sat soon three rows in front. Frankie went ballistic! After reminding him where we were he quickly shut up. The surrounding crowd were curious about the two drunks with the odd attitude. The game started, it was dire. Halfway through the first half the Done scored ... Me 'n' Frankie went ape. For about half a second. This time the crowd were a tad angry and slightly unstable. We sat down. We shut up. We looked a little sheepish(pun intended). We sat quietly and grinned throughout the interval. The game restarted. Mair pish. Halfway through the second half Rangers equalised. We both stood up. We clapped while uttering phrases along the lines of
" Well done chaps" " jolly good show" while grinning like idiots and trying to look hunish. How we got out with our limbs intact only God knows.
Anybody else done anything similar ??