If you'd asked me if I'd like to wake up at 07:00 on a saturday so I could spend 3 hours on trains and go see my team most likely get soundly beaten then I would probably say no. But that's almost what I did today.
I woke up at 7, spent 3 hours and 27 minutes on trains, but as for the game... :)
But before all that, something REALLY interesting happened today. I saw a duck tell a joke. Oh yes. There was a duck, standing in front of a load of other ducks, quacking away. Then it stops quacking and the other ducks just go mental! They all suddenly started flapping their wings and quacking madly! It was like duck stand up comedy.
And then there was the game. I was there, at the glorious Riverside Stadium along with 33,723 other, people, expecting, like 33,722 other people, to see Boro get thumped (my senile granddad thought boro were going to win 2-0. But he also thinks that John Major is still the Prime Minister so nobody really listened to him.) Anyway, Boro won, there was a great atmosphere at the ground and it were grey-ate (say in teeside accent). Full match report to follow on Monday.
The picture is dedicated to Dave, for obvious reasons. He might get annoyed eventually, but he won't get round to it for a while.
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