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>Went up to the game with a gang of mates from Cardiff >staying with a an old schoolfriend, a Saes, who lived >in Barnes and played for a jokey rugby team (London >French) who got us tickets. We were standing in the >terraces and having a ball with Hadley scoring just >below us. Went back to some pubs in Barnes were we did >the Les Rutherford "Usher" manoevre in the pub all >night leaping to one side whenever one of us came back >from the bar causing mayhem and spilled pints all >around us - but all in REALLY good spirit, which to be >fair was appreciated, enjoyed and joined-in with by >all the Saes around as well. > >By the end of the night I was absolutely soaking wet, >ringing with beer, my rugby shirt was gone, my donkey >jacket was gone (a lot thinner in those days), my >voice was going from laughing and shouting so much and >I picked up a Scottish nurse and went back to her >place to enjoy what was left of the night. > >We all got back to my London mates house about midday >on the Sunday from various parts of southwest London >to have a quiet couple of pints (which turned into a >lot of loud pints) before the designated drivers took >us home to gods little acre (Cardiff). > >What a weekend. > >Memories, sigh.

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