Talking with my mate last week about what we'ed do for the semi's if we got there, but we didn't ,and we remembered carrying our mate George through the turnstyles at Hampden for the final last year and the chaos that ensued afterwards leading to him getting lifted So then we were talking about being drunk at games and what was the worst we had been . mine has to be in the 81 promotion season when at the age of 17 and trying discover what drink i liked ,i drunk 6 cans of Breaker on the way down to Berwick.( i now hate any sort of beer) Ended up missing all the game,sleeping on top of the corrugated roof of a pidgeon dookit and cos it was a warm day i got cooked to death I blame the Muirhouse Branch for leaving so early for games and their lack of parental control.
Cand mind Big pie chuckin fried rice over someone on the bus years ago . What a steamer