Unfortunately, once again we were not a lucky omen for our local team , who were beaten 3-1.
It was a nice family atmosphere; notice the areas behind each goal...they were just like 'Henman Hill', at Wimbledon, with people sat on the grass, walls and their own chairs, with picnics and beer!
All very relaxed and civilized. We sat in the stands to get a better view. A couple of unfortunate aspects were being a brand new league/ team the depth and passion was not quite there. A football match is not the same unless the referee is being called something which relates to their personal habits. The other downer as far as Chris was concerned is that being called the "Jets" it meant that whenever they entered or did something worthwhile we had to endure Paul McCartney and Wings at full blast.
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