That's how I like my Spuds - Right in their f***ing place

Well, what a bloody day. Sometimes, it's worth getting up at 4am.

Travel to and from the match went without a hitch (for me and Garantia and least, EII very nearly missed kick off due to the implosion of the underground or something).

We took our seats, all separate and Garantia managed to bag herself a move from a 22nd row seat to a third row one by swapping with some man so he could sit beside his son (she would move again at halftime as we talked some weird woman beside me to swap an 18th row seat for a third row one so we could sit beside each other - yes, I actually had to convince her, and when I asked at first she said 'maybe at halftime - seriously!

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