Saturday plans.

[Big Bob Hazel]

In October 3 of us upgraded our season tickets to the directors box in anticipation of this day, we shall be quaffing chapagne or bitter in the valiant suite up until kick off. A day to remember no matter what. Come on you Whites VTID......:D

[Bede]

Work, beer, nervous match, beer, argument with missus via text, more beer, sleeping bag on sofa, *******ing next morning about the pile of sick on new carpet, homeless by Sunday afternoon.

[CAVALIER]

Leaving Biddulph at 12. There will be four of us getting dropped off at the Swan.

Meeting up with Vale9t9,CAVALIER & Paddock Boy.

Up to the ground at 2.

Back to Boslem to commence celebrations.

Back to Biddulph for a celebratory promotion party at a secret location.

Your house?

[Bert Llewellyn]

The Cat in Northwood for old time's sake then Bull's Head for me. Maybe one after then drive back to Nottingham to get well and truly lashed if everything goes according to plan (which it will!)

[the old bycars tea bar]

Work, beer, nervous match, beer, argument with missus via text, more beer, sleeping bag on sofa, *******ing next morning about the pile of sick on new carpet, homeless by Sunday afternoon.

 

Sounds like a plan :D

[Spunk Trumpet]

Wake up in a jetlagged haze after another 2am, 3400 mile trip on the world's worst airline

 

Consider topping myself as sunlight streams in through the dodgy blind on the skylight

 

Stumble into a freezing cold shower because I turned the boiler off last Saturday when I left for Qatar and forgot to turn it back on

 

Pull on Andy Porter's shirt from when he scored that volley against the shlt in the FA Cup, hope it'll bring another 7-1 score

 

Get in Burslem at midday

 

Become increasingly nervous as 3pm approaches

 

Nerves every time they touch the ball

 

Watch Calvin score the winner

 

Run on the pitch for a bit

 

Get off the pitch

 

Stay up all night and then leave for Manchester airport at 5am

 

Return to Middle East Shlthole

 

Full of admiration and respect for you mate.

Great to meet you at Chesterfield. Pop your head in the bulls if you can around half 12. Il get thee a pint.

[Jimmy]

Work, beer, nervous match, beer, argument with missus via text, more beer, sleeping bag on sofa, *******ing next morning about the pile of sick on new carpet, homeless by Sunday afternoon.

 

Proper Wickend Beden......I will get have a full English brekky......Leave midday for Boslem , have a lemonade......Watch the game.....Go home and celebrate with an ice cold bottle (or two) of Vino Sol..........:D

[Hagrid]

Wake up. Brick it. Brick it more.

Go to VP.

Brick it even more.

Panic as Akinfenwa puts Northampton 1-0 after 17 mins.

Celebrate as Lee Hughes equalises on 34.

Combust as Calvin Andrew pops up to net a 97th minute winner.

Go home.

[Spunk Trumpet]

There are about 30 of us stayong in The George on Saturday night should be good.

 

Getting in there at about 11, off for a beer or 2 prematch by midday, probably commencing in the Bulls, pop in the Duke (for a quick one;) the maybe the Leopard before going up to VP.

 

Beers afetr, quick shower and then back out, meeting the London lot, more beer, then maybe finish off in the Crown before joining the party in The George for a few late ones.

 

Can't wait!

Brilliant.

 

I hope the george know what they are in for! Il be partying through the night!

[Valex]

Your house?

 

That's a secret !!!!!

[Bert Llewellyn]

And going to wear my signed Autoglass shirt! Lucky omen

[Angel of Burslem]

Usually up town for 1pm but taking my 5 year old boy so, as much as I try to convince myself otherwise, the pub aint the place for a 5 year old. So straight match at 2pm, the mrs picks the lad up after, then drink around town until I cant stand!

[Jimmy]

Brilliant.

 

I hope the george know what they are in for! Il be partying through the night!

 

I might join you Spunker and we can have a room share cuddle after..........;)...............

[Spunk Trumpet]

I might join you Spunker and we can have a room share cuddle after..........;)...............

 

Ina says you cant!

[Aussie Rules]

Work, beer, nervous match, beer, argument with missus via text, more beer, sleeping bag on sofa, *******ing next morning about the pile of sick on new carpet, homeless by Sunday afternoon.

 

Life in the fast lane eh Steve?