87mint
Well-Known Member
Swindon at home.
I took a different route to the game to try and shake the monkey off the back of our home form. End result: a slaloming 30-minute canal journey abruptly ended by a puncture. This dead raven added to my good vibes. The journey did, however, remind me that there are worse things than being chronically addicted to watching bad football: being chronically addicted to fishing in a canal full of refuse. How that is fun, I simply cannot imagine.
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I took a different route to the game to try and shake the monkey off the back of our home form. End result: a slaloming 30-minute canal journey abruptly ended by a puncture. This dead raven added to my good vibes. The journey did, however, remind me that there are worse things than being chronically addicted to watching bad football: being chronically addicted to fishing in a canal full of refuse. How that is fun, I simply cannot imagine.
You know a season’s taken a turn for the worse when the only reason you look forward to a fixture is the prospect of 2 and a half thousand scrumpy farmers from Swindon being in attendance, to provide some verbal canon fodder before the inevitable war crime of a football match breaks out in front of you.
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