My day yesterday...

[stainrodisalegend]

Cut short a break in the Lake District (to the rage of my wife and two children) to make the match and drove nine hours to W12 (three hours alone just to get round Birmigham, tried to take a "short cut" and ended up in Walsall - Christ, what a dump...). Met up with a few friends from my village who I'd lured to the match after I'd been giving it large about how great the Rs were these days. Thought we had plenty of time so had a swift lemonade in the Bok. Then came out to collect the tickets I'd ordered for them and found a massive queue - with only six stalls dishing out tickets. Cracking bit of organisation that, QPR.
Anyway, missed our goal. Sat through a match that seemed like an away match: Faurlin misplacing every pass, Buz off his game, Tarabt disappearing, Stewart looking a liability, our two full backs shocking - and my friends repeatedly asking "is Peter Ramage really a professional footballer?" From the other end of the ground our fans sounded completely silent virtually the entire game, totally failing to get behind the team and as out-sung by Leicester as QPR were out-played by their team.
Then I couldn't find the car, so wandered around for half an hour looking for it. Then got done by a speed camera on the way home. Oh, and then when I finally got back home to Kent I found I'd missed last orders and my wife is still hardly speaking to me. Indeed, she has just announced: "we have all those bags to unpack from the car and all you can do is look at your f*****g QPR website."
The joys of supporting the supas, I guess... :waaaht:

[Mem]

Great post mate - funny but not funny if you know what i mean!

[Robsondinho]

Oh dear...one of those days fella.

[The Merry Ploughboy]

Stain, my policy with the missus is this, if they ve got the hump already then you may as well give em the farkin hump, so go the boozer watch #### v Spuds have a few quid on the gees gees, come home splattered saying "Why aint my dinner on the table Sweet Cheeks

[Youvebeenrangered]

Hard luck!! Hopefully the players can get you a result on tuesday!!

[hammer]

Cut short a break in the Lake District (to the rage of my wife and two children) to make the match and drove nine hours to W12 (three hours alone just to get round Birmigham, tried to take a "short cut" and ended up in Walsall - Christ, what a dump...). Met up with a few friends from my village who I'd lured to the match after I'd been giving it large about how great the Rs were these days. Thought we had plenty of time so had a swift lemonade in the Bok. Then came out to collect the tickets I'd ordered for them and found a massive queue - with only six stalls dishing out tickets. Cracking bit of organisation that, QPR.
Anyway, missed our goal. Sat through a match that seemed like an away match: Faurlin misplacing every pass, Buz off his game, Tarabt disappearing, Stewart looking a liability, our two full backs shocking - and my friends repeatedly asking "is Peter Ramage really a professional footballer?" From the other end of the ground our fans sounded completely silent virtually the entire game, totally failing to get behind the team and as out-sung by Leicester as QPR were out-played by their team.
Then I couldn't find the car, so wandered around for half an hour looking for it. Then got done by a speed camera on the way home. Oh, and then when I finally got back home to Kent I found I'd missed last orders and my wife is still hardly speaking to me. Indeed, she has just announced: "we have all those bags to unpack from the car and all you can do is look at your f*****g QPR website."
The joys of supporting the supas, I guess... :waaaht:

a good day out then;D;D

[rodman]

"and my wife is still hardly speaking to me."

Not a totally bad day then

[stainrodisalegend]

Stain, my policy with the missus is this, if they ve got the hump already then you may as well give em the farkin hump, so go the boozer watch #### v Spuds have a few quid on the gees gees, come home splattered saying "Why aint my dinner on the table Sweet Cheeks

Lol

Sweet cheeks? You haven't met my wife, have you? She's a looker, but sweet? She certainly wasn't looking very sweet cheeks when I met her outside the ground after the match with our two small ones. There was a bit of argy bargy between a fan and and a policeman on a horse and of course my friends had insisted on popping back into the Bok so had kept them waiting. I tell you, if we had someone as fierce in midfield as my wife was looking last night, we would have walked it... :shocked::horror:

[WeAreQPR12]

Sounds like a right nightmare.
I would consider telling her to buck her idea's up or your enchange her for a newer model that moans less.

[Ric-Roc]

Whats your nickname? Lucky!