Actually, that would indeed be a consideration if you were on your T Sloan, fortunately, I am well served by surrounding folk, I have two mates beside me, my brother & a load of his crowd in front & a little to the right, a very humorous cove beside me on t'other side who keeps me entertained and two good sorts in front of my buddies who have been there as long as we have.damianmcr wrote:What happens if you end up beside some bellend the whole season?BaggyTrousers wrote:Two decades since I stood on the prom. two years since I stood on the terrace, both look equally shyte from my seat behind the posts (adult end). For a few dollars more you can sit in relative comfort, not have to duck & weave at crucial moments if you are not a giant, best of all, you can pish, buy a pint and be back in yer sate all within 5 minutes. BR taste bids must be more receptive than mine, I can swallie the without too much discomfort, though of course, you can't "relish" it, just keeps yer guldering bax lubricated.
Ive renewed for next season Was so tempted not to.
Add in that I have Solids up behind me & now it appears Scrumptious too, for I trust he's not insane enough to go to the Family Stand.
The one less good note is that I think we have about 8 corpo seats in the row immediately behind. Normally I am so concentrated I don't hear whatever bullshit is being spoken but on Friday there were 8 morons who said not a word about rugby all night but kept urging each other to "drop the C-bomb". I had to delve into my schooldays for the correct description and there it was in all its perfection, they were a bunch of fuc'king useless spastics, windielickers and oxygen wasters.
Anyway Damo, that is the only blemish in an otherwise excellent move in with the toffs.