Watford, what a place to go on a cold December weekend.
I couldn't find the stadium when I first got off the coach, but then a rather nice young lady told me we were at Watford Gap service station, not Watford, London.
I thought we had got there a bit early.
Fuck Watford anyway, I'm glad they best us.
They were lucky with all three of their goals.
Not that I saw any of them, I was too busy with the girl from Watford Gap.
I hope the players all got back safely, the driver dropped my off on the way.
Should be a good night, I'm glad I remembered my new 'Beckham' aftershave.