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Got up at 4am. Made snap for van driving husband.

Got in van at 5am, just as the sun was coming up.

Wander through rural Britain, vaguely heading for Yeovil. Everywhere stinks of cow shit and I'm sure most of the placenames are made up to sound quaint to American tourists.

Get to Yeovil at 10:20. Sun was out. Couple of pints outside pub. Both sets of fans getting on, lovely sunny day.

Match, rubbish. You saw that. Blades referring to other Blades as "cunts" for not singing enough.

Sunburnt. Was wearing sunglasses so now resemble panda.

Get back to van to find abuse on Twitter from middle-aged Blades fan sat at home in Donny for saying team was shite.

Have to come home via Swindon to make another drop. Get lost looking for petrol station. Try to amuse myself on forum but get grief.

Won't get back home until 9pm.

Fucking marvellous.
 



Linz said:
Got up at 4am. Made snap for van driving husband.

Got in van at 5am, just as the sun was coming up.

Wander through rural Britain, vaguely heading for Yeovil. Everywhere stinks of cow shit and I'm sure most of the placenames are made up to sound quaint to American tourists.

Get to Yeovil at 10:20. Sun was out. Couple of pints outside pub. Both sets of fans getting on, lovely sunny day.

Match, rubbish. You saw that. Blades referring to other Blades as "cunts" for not singing enough.

Sunburnt. Was wearing sunglasses so now resemble panda.

Get back to van to find abuse on Twitter from middle-aged Blades fan sat at home in Donny for saying team was shite.

Have to come home via Swindon to make another drop. Get lost looking for petrol station. Try to amuse myself on forum but get grief.

Won't get back home until 9pm.

Fucking marvellous.
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You have my thanks for all you do.

We're all Blades aren't we?
 
As I've said before, the behaviour of some away fans is beyond belief.
 
Hope you had a safe journey back.

At least you dont have to go to that over priced shit hole for the final. ;)
 
The blades way, the not finding a petrol station could also be a metaphor for the blades not finding the net. Tomorrows a new day, take care.
 
Linz said:
Got up at 4am. Made snap for van driving husband.

Got in van at 5am, just as the sun was coming up.

Wander through rural Britain, vaguely heading for Yeovil. Everywhere stinks of cow shit and I'm sure most of the placenames are made up to sound quaint to American tourists.

Get to Yeovil at 10:20. Sun was out. Couple of pints outside pub. Both sets of fans getting on, lovely sunny day.

Match, rubbish. You saw that. Blades referring to other Blades as "cunts" for not singing enough.

Sunburnt. Was wearing sunglasses so now resemble panda.

Get back to van to find abuse on Twitter from middle-aged Blades fan sat at home in Donny for saying team was shite.

Have to come home via Swindon to make another drop. Get lost looking for petrol station. Try to amuse myself on forum but get grief.

Won't get back home until 9pm.

Fucking marvellous.
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I feel ur pain linz!

sad ur getting grief esp for all the work u guys do

all the best over the summer and next season
 
To be fair you said you were not going to either game. Said no way in a million years you would go! So no pity from me. Noone made you go! ;)

No seriously feel for the Blades (and you) who went all that way; set off at daft o'clock and saw us chuck away our hard earned lead in moments and then give such an abject effort second half. All that money, time and effort (driving/train changes etc) for nothing. The home followings will be down next year but so will the away. Cant see more than a few hundred going to most away. Novelty has worn off and the watching mid to lower league at places like Colchester and Swindon cant be very enticing.
 
Linz said:
Got up at 4am. Made snap for van driving husband.

Got in van at 5am, just as the sun was coming up.

Wander through rural Britain, vaguely heading for Yeovil. Everywhere stinks of cow shit and I'm sure most of the placenames are made up to sound quaint to American tourists.

Get to Yeovil at 10:20. Sun was out. Couple of pints outside pub. Both sets of fans getting on, lovely sunny day.

Match, rubbish. You saw that. Blades referring to other Blades as "cunts" for not singing enough.

Sunburnt. Was wearing sunglasses so now resemble panda.

Get back to van to find abuse on Twitter from middle-aged Blades fan sat at home in Donny for saying team was shite.

Have to come home via Swindon to make another drop. Get lost looking for petrol station. Try to amuse myself on forum but get grief.

Won't get back home until 9pm.

Fucking marvellous.
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M5 northbound was a nightmare Linz so at least you had some scenary going to Swindon.:)

You always get the idiots who abuse the people who are trying to help them. Just ignore them/block them/ban them...they aren't worth it.

With the sun on that terrace,at least we are all red and white now !!!
 
Swindon?

My commiserations. The rest, well, that's just following the Mighty Blades.
 
Here's a summary of my day, taking the day as 24 hours from midnight to midnight.

At midnight going from Sunday into Monday I was working a night shift at Tesco, working my knackers off in order to get everything done so I could finish on time, dash home, quick shower and change and dash for the train to Chertsey. Here I met Bexley Heath Blade and we drove all the way down the M3, along the A303 (passing a majestic-looking Stonehenge), and across the A37, stopping briefly at the Masons Arms just outside Yeovil.

We then headed to the ground and promptly stood around in the sun getting third degree sunburn either chatting to friends or watching our heroes turning in an abject second half performance.

When it was over, we did the whole journey in reverse, missing out the pub but including nasty traffic jams, accompanied by vicious headaches and grumpy moods, with me struggling manfully to stay awake.

Once back in Chertsey I got the train back to Ashford (Middx) and walked through my front door just in time to see Brentford winning a penalty shoot-out. Ashford is a town full of Brentford fans. Ashford is a town I'd prefer to avoid for a month or so, but alas I live here.

I then watched a bit of snooker and a bit of Sunderland v Stoke whilst getting ready for work, before I ventured out onto the streets and headed back to start another night shift, which is where I found myself come midnight again.

So that means I have done two night shifts with no sleep in between just to watch that heap of garbage. Our players may want to look up that word "shift"; it's what I put in regularly in order to fund my ridiculously obsessive pursuit of Sheffield United, and at the moment I feel I'm getting fuck all in return apart from sunstroke and a few sympathetic noises from work colleagues who perhaps do appreciate effort when they see it.

See you next season, but dear oh dear, the novelty of this division is wearing thin.
 



Linz said:
Got up at 4am. Made snap for van driving husband.

Got in van at 5am, just as the sun was coming up.

Wander through rural Britain, vaguely heading for Yeovil. Everywhere stinks of cow shit and I'm sure most of the placenames are made up to sound quaint to American tourists.

Get to Yeovil at 10:20. Sun was out. Couple of pints outside pub. Both sets of fans getting on, lovely sunny day.

Match, rubbish. You saw that. Blades referring to other Blades as "cunts" for not singing enough.

Sunburnt. Was wearing sunglasses so now resemble panda.

Get back to van to find abuse on Twitter from middle-aged Blades fan sat at home in Donny for saying team was shite.

Have to come home via Swindon to make another drop. Get lost looking for petrol station. Try to amuse myself on forum but get grief.

Won't get back home until 9pm.

Fucking marvellous.
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It's about time you devoted more of your energy to slating the chairman, sorry owner, of your beloved football club.
 
SUFC Handsworth said:
Respect to all the Blades who made the effort to go today, that journey back must have been a nightmare.
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And zero respect to the 'Blades' who clapped em off at the end. You really do make me sick, physically sick.
 
Micalijo said:
It's about time you devoted more of your energy to slating the chairman, sorry owner, of your beloved football club.
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What, pray tell, would it achieve? What can I say that other people currently aren't?

Would I suddenly come upon a few million to buy him out?
 
Greenwich Blade said:
Here's a summary of my day, taking the day as 24 hours from midnight to midnight.

At midnight going from Sunday into Monday I was working a night shift at Tesco, working my knackers off in order to get everything done so I could finish on time, dash home, quick shower and change and dash for the train to Chertsey. Here I met Bexley Heath Blade and we drove all the way down the M3, along the A303 (passing a majestic-looking Stonehenge), and across the A37, stopping briefly at the Masons Arms just outside Yeovil.

We then headed to the ground and promptly stood around in the sun getting third degree sunburn either chatting to friends or watching our heroes turning in an abject second half performance.

When it was over, we did the whole journey in reverse, missing out the pub but including nasty traffic jams, accompanied by vicious headaches and grumpy moods, with me struggling manfully to stay awake.

Once back in Chertsey I got the train back to Ashford (Middx) and walked through my front door just in time to see Brentford winning a penalty shoot-out. Ashford is a town full of Brentford fans. Ashford is a town I'd prefer to avoid for a month or so, but alas I live here.

I then watched a bit of snooker and a bit of Sunderland v Stoke whilst getting ready for work, before I ventured out onto the streets and headed back to start another night shift, which is where I found myself come midnight again.

So that means I have done two night shifts with no sleep in between just to watch that heap of garbage. Our players may want to look up that word "shift"; it's what I put in regularly in order to fund my ridiculously obsessive pursuit of Sheffield United, and at the moment I feel I'm getting fuck all in return apart from sunstroke and a few sympathetic noises from work colleagues who perhaps do appreciate effort when they see it.

See you next season, but dear oh dear, the novelty of this division is wearing thin.
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Shouldn't have joined if you can't take a joke, Greenwich
 
micalijo is right the only way to ensure changes are made that will safeguard the future of this club we must all act shit scared of the owner and everyone who works for him and make snide digs at the admin of a blades forum
that is how change will be made
 
Linz said:
Got up at 4am. Made snap for van driving husband.

Got in van at 5am, just as the sun was coming up.

Wander through rural Britain, vaguely heading for Yeovil. Everywhere stinks of cow shit and I'm sure most of the placenames are made up to sound quaint to American tourists.

Get to Yeovil at 10:20. Sun was out. Couple of pints outside pub. Both sets of fans getting on, lovely sunny day.

Match, rubbish. You saw that. Blades referring to other Blades as "cunts" for not singing enough.

Sunburnt. Was wearing sunglasses so now resemble panda.

Get back to van to find abuse on Twitter from middle-aged Blades fan sat at home in Donny for saying team was shite.

Have to come home via Swindon to make another drop. Get lost looking for petrol station. Try to amuse myself on forum but get grief.

Won't get back home until 9pm.

Fucking marvellous.
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What a shite day, although you said you weren't going, not even for a Babycham?!
 



TopBoy said:
What a shite day, although you said you weren't going, not even for a Babycham?!
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My husband bought me a bottle of cider that I drank outside a charity shop from a Tesco carrier bag, after he'd managed to get the bottle top off on the edge of a brick wall...

Which he then photographed, to take the piss.

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