The seventh day will always be about the first time i attended an English Premiership game.
It was Fulham versus West Ham.
There were no goals on the day.
Just one red card.
The West Ham fans sang and sang.
A few Fulham stalwarts tried to get the rest of the crowd going, but to no avail.
The players fought hard on the pitch.
The hot dog was not too bad.
The coffee was piss.
The police patrolled on horses.
The horses left quite a fair bit of dung on the roads outside the stadium.
It was a little fantastical seeing players i had heretofore only watched on the television screen up close and in the flesh.
The crowd loved to hate Lee Bowyer.
And it was magic.
It really was.
how much does a ticket to e game cost?