Originally posted by frank the tank
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From the minute we - at the fan park - started getting messages from our mates at the ground, the game felt insignificant and the mood turned completely. Not in a troublesome way...it was just flat. Everyone fearing the worst. And then we left the fan park and we got our own taste of those pigs' medicine.
Still it was great to meet up with wiw, 'Liverpool' and others. Just gutted for them and everyone else I know who went up to the ground.
Personally I'm still fed up about being robbed, but also feel fortunate I got out of there, and those ****ing feral streets, unharmed and came home in one piece. What a ****ing ****show.
who's arsed?
absolutely agree with this, last time I went was over a decade ago, full of pickpockets, cestpool of urban crime and underlying tension...and that's saying much as lived in some of the dodgiest places in the world... everytime I hear someone 'oh I would so love to vist Paris, it must be so romantic Andre le pew pew style' I always answer why on earth would you, that distinct notion of a Parisian life style in that cesspool is outdated/vastly over rated and have been for sometime (lovely other parts of France though)
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