Post by rjdgull on Jan 22, 2011 12:47:45 GMT
Congratulations to Mr W with a belated and somewhat unique but insightful match report of the Crewe game!
............and it was also a great pleasure to meet you my dear Mr_Barton Downs (and yes, he DOES look like a Professor) - he puts in an extraordinary amount of work and research on the History and Stats on this site along with Jon - well done men, bacon sandwich all round, tea and medals - it was also of course great to see Jon again - apologies for being a bit late with this - no t'interweb access for last ten days..............
...........Right - a quick summary of what was a very enjoyable evening spent at the Crewe game, also in the company of old friend, Lord_Tanktop and Baron_of_the_Bongos, the Progmeister himself, Mr_Phil (Hello Wemberlee!!!)_Chelstongull.....................
........watches were synchronised and I met Phil in the hallowed halls of that fine hostelry "The Union" approx 1830 - Phil had earlier, I believe, established his ancestry to a Cornish heritage so a check of fingers (5/6??) was carried out along with the old chestnut "is that a banjo you're hiding there etc etc" - ah - the old ones are (probably not) the best - in view of his new-found allegiance to t'land of t'oggie, Phil opted for a glass of Snozzle Breweries finest Tribute Ale whilst I indulged in a drop of "Blackthorns' Grand Old Chilled Apple Wine" - a flagon or five was sunk as we discussed again the likes of hidden "extra tracks" on albums, the wretched Gilmour childs' flag-hanging antics on the Cenotaph (your suggestion would probably be more effective than mine Phil!!), memories of Flox Records (much lamented), the late Gerry Raffertys' fantastic work on "Don't Speak Of My Heart" and the finest hangover song of all "Sunday Morning Coming Down" by Kris Kristofferson - us middle-aged rockers live one hell of a life as you can see - at 1930 a leisurely stroll up to the "Theatre Of Nightmares"/"House Of Eternal Pain" - and we were in..............
............the buffet for Phil (sausage roll - more later), a quick hello to Dave R (TFF Founder) along the front barrier and to our places - Jon strolled along shortly afterwards with his TUFC scarf worn in that "over shoulder a la Chariots Of Fire stylee" so "beloved" by Phil - a quick chorus of "Here comes Lord Haw Haw" from you know who (we didn't rise to the bait!) and then nice to say hello to Barton as well - the match progressed with various ramblings and musings from us auld muzos as to the merits of Atomic Rooster, Robin of "Watership Down-related" fame as opposed to possibly Iggy Pop, and Phils' favourite expression of the moment , the linesman generally being referred to as a (sometimes Welsh) poltroon of dubious parentage - and to half time and a change to the other end of the terrace for the second half..................
..............match-wise things were much grimmer - we were hanging on just - when suddenly a SBD "behind-burp" was delivered by a person unknown in the immediate vicinity of our group - this prompted me to comment "theres some onions in that I think" - Phil immediately defended himself with "I had a sausage roll - not me, guv" - this I can vouch for - so he smelt it but dealt it? - almost deffo not! - comments from the Grammar contingent of "must be one of those beastly Audley Park oiks", "a typical Comprehensive trick" and "definitely a stunt more suited to be pulled in Metalwork" and the like!..............
.........all in all - another thoroughly enjoyable evenings' entertainment - thanks chaps - see you soon (Phil, Nige (bruv) is deffo in for that curry when we can arrange it - we'll be in contact one of these days!)...........
PS:
.........we await Phils' tie and prefect badge from Tweenaway when he has scanned them in!!.............
PPS:
.........also good to say hello to ricardo as well late in proceedings...........
Jan 11, 2011 22:45:37 GMT @bartondowns said:
A pleasure to meet Mr W tonight who I thank for the kind comments. Poor old Chelston surrounded by three snobs; it was tempting to give him a quick burst of "you're supposed to be at home!".............and it was also a great pleasure to meet you my dear Mr_Barton Downs (and yes, he DOES look like a Professor) - he puts in an extraordinary amount of work and research on the History and Stats on this site along with Jon - well done men, bacon sandwich all round, tea and medals - it was also of course great to see Jon again - apologies for being a bit late with this - no t'interweb access for last ten days..............
...........Right - a quick summary of what was a very enjoyable evening spent at the Crewe game, also in the company of old friend, Lord_Tanktop and Baron_of_the_Bongos, the Progmeister himself, Mr_Phil (Hello Wemberlee!!!)_Chelstongull.....................
........watches were synchronised and I met Phil in the hallowed halls of that fine hostelry "The Union" approx 1830 - Phil had earlier, I believe, established his ancestry to a Cornish heritage so a check of fingers (5/6??) was carried out along with the old chestnut "is that a banjo you're hiding there etc etc" - ah - the old ones are (probably not) the best - in view of his new-found allegiance to t'land of t'oggie, Phil opted for a glass of Snozzle Breweries finest Tribute Ale whilst I indulged in a drop of "Blackthorns' Grand Old Chilled Apple Wine" - a flagon or five was sunk as we discussed again the likes of hidden "extra tracks" on albums, the wretched Gilmour childs' flag-hanging antics on the Cenotaph (your suggestion would probably be more effective than mine Phil!!), memories of Flox Records (much lamented), the late Gerry Raffertys' fantastic work on "Don't Speak Of My Heart" and the finest hangover song of all "Sunday Morning Coming Down" by Kris Kristofferson - us middle-aged rockers live one hell of a life as you can see - at 1930 a leisurely stroll up to the "Theatre Of Nightmares"/"House Of Eternal Pain" - and we were in..............
............the buffet for Phil (sausage roll - more later), a quick hello to Dave R (TFF Founder) along the front barrier and to our places - Jon strolled along shortly afterwards with his TUFC scarf worn in that "over shoulder a la Chariots Of Fire stylee" so "beloved" by Phil - a quick chorus of "Here comes Lord Haw Haw" from you know who (we didn't rise to the bait!) and then nice to say hello to Barton as well - the match progressed with various ramblings and musings from us auld muzos as to the merits of Atomic Rooster, Robin of "Watership Down-related" fame as opposed to possibly Iggy Pop, and Phils' favourite expression of the moment , the linesman generally being referred to as a (sometimes Welsh) poltroon of dubious parentage - and to half time and a change to the other end of the terrace for the second half..................
..............match-wise things were much grimmer - we were hanging on just - when suddenly a SBD "behind-burp" was delivered by a person unknown in the immediate vicinity of our group - this prompted me to comment "theres some onions in that I think" - Phil immediately defended himself with "I had a sausage roll - not me, guv" - this I can vouch for - so he smelt it but dealt it? - almost deffo not! - comments from the Grammar contingent of "must be one of those beastly Audley Park oiks", "a typical Comprehensive trick" and "definitely a stunt more suited to be pulled in Metalwork" and the like!..............
.........all in all - another thoroughly enjoyable evenings' entertainment - thanks chaps - see you soon (Phil, Nige (bruv) is deffo in for that curry when we can arrange it - we'll be in contact one of these days!)...........
PS:
.........we await Phils' tie and prefect badge from Tweenaway when he has scanned them in!!.............
PPS:
.........also good to say hello to ricardo as well late in proceedings...........