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>Getting more sensible as I got older decided to have a >weekend in London with friends staying in Chiswick for >a big piss up friday before a couple of beers on >Saturday morning before driving home after game. > >Went to Barley Mow in Baker Street for a beer with my >2 Welsh mates and loads of English ones who were >really rubbing our noses in it, and to be honest we >wernt that confident. > >A good game and performance from Wales amd >then......... THAT side step, THAT run, THAT SCORE. >Was sitting on my own and went ballistic when we >scored. Went on my knees to the amusement of some >around saying I'd go to church on Sunday if Jenks >kicked it. He did. What a noise. > >Final Whistle. The noise! Just stood on my seat >hugging and kissing anybody in a Welsh colour. >Couldn't leave the ground just stood there cheering, >hands in the air, and no other Welsh around could go >either. The team responding to the noise came back >out. MORE noise, cheering, clapping, waving arms. >FANTASTIC. > >Met up with mates outside, hugging, kissing great BUT >English mates couldnt even talk to us they were so >gutted. They were so out of order that they did >penance for 2 years after (made them wear Welsh shirts >for a season). > >Me and Cardiff mate got train to Chiswick, in the car >and home. The whole of the M4 was 3 lanes of traffic >all going the same speed, with red and white scarfs >hanging out window. No overtaking the whole length of >motorway just 3 lanes of traffic going flat out. > >Got back to pub in Cardiff where everone was plastered >and joined in as if we'd bee there all day too. > >Great.

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