Absolutely knackered after the Second Annual Fulham Review Staff North-West Road Trip. So here are some pics. I’m going to make a cup of tea and come back in a bit to write more. Brian seems to have seen the game roughly as I did anyway. Cheers, mate.
To be brutally honest the atmosphere at this most famous of grounds was rubbish. The fans started singing in the 81st minnute! Until then not a peep. They were so pleased with themselves when they scored, “you’re not singing anymore”, etc. Well at least we *were* signing. And who’s supposed to be the Champions League contenders and who’s struggling to beat little old Fulham at home, eh? Idiots.
Directing traffic from the technical areas…
The Famous Chris Baird Dink is on its way…
Closing time… (and we have another 5 hours on the motorway to come… and then a night bus… and then a half an hour wait for another night bus…)
