Attendee’s – Keith, Tretty, Evesy, Goff, Ben, Lofty,Smothy, Hammy, Daz and Ginge

Another early start for the Yarmouth Yellows for this epic journey as we were catching the 06:00 train from Norwich. I arrived at the station at around 05:40 shortly followed by Hammy. The BDC were already at the station as were a few other hardy souls. About 05:55 the rest of the contingent pitched up at the station and we quickly got down the platform and made the train. Keith was looking a tad under the weather and that was an understatement. He went out for a meal and had a dodgy skate dish which left him looking and feeling like death warmed up. Good effort though mate most people would of sacked the trip and stayed at home. The train set off and Lofty opened the bar at 06:05 which was a little later than normal but acceptable in the circumstances. Sausage and bacon rolls were supplied by Tretty and there were sausage rolls and sandwiches supplied by Hammy. The BDC were really fortunate as whilst we were having lager with our breakfast National Express had just had a delivery of fruit juices so they were sorted. We then hit the first problem. Someone overnight had decided it would be a good idea to nick all the cabling from the signals near Marks Tay which meant our 2hr train journey ended up being 31/2 hours. Once we arrived in London we caught taxis and made our way to Waterloo Station where we met up with Ginge and Baghdad Bob who were waiting in the pub. We had a couple of drinks here and I had a Malibu and Milk - Mmmmm!!!. Just before we left we were approached by a lad from another table who enquired what team we were. Him and his mates who were Leeds had put bets on to what team we followed. No-one guessed we were City which surprised him, the money went into the drinks pot so they all won really. We then boarded out train which was rammed and we ended up sitting in some compartment between carriages. Keith spent most of his time in the bog. On arrival at Yeovil Junction we enquired about getting to the ground. We had to catch taxis because the ground is absolutely miles away from the station. We got dropped off in town and went into a pub where we all had a carvery, met Daz Brown and had a few drinks. We then made our way to another pub where we had a few photos taken with the flags. It was then we needed another taxi journey to get to the ground. From the Train Station to the ground cost about £23 in taxi fares. I’ve never known a ground to be so far away from the town.

Our end was terracing which I loved. It was like the old 80s games all over again. Ginge was in his element and didn’t know what to do or where to stand next. We hung up the two flags with “SNAKEPIT” and “YARMOUTH YELLOWS” proudly displayed behind the goal.

The first half was really dismal and we deserved to be behind. Yeovil were the first to every ball and every 50 50 seemed to fall to one of their players. Ginge at half time had a bit of banter with one of the stewards which was typical Ginge. Second half came and we stormed into a 2 – 1 lead. When we scored we were jumping about pushing each other just like the old days. Yeovil came back and scored their 3^rd goal in the 91^st minute. We were gutted and it seemed like a long journey was going to be spoilt. However we stormed back and managed to score to equalise in the 94^th minute. Cue loads of celebrations. The Ginger Pele came to the front of the stand and we all piled forward. Some geezer fell over in front of the crowd and he just got stood all over as we celebrated. (just realised from a post on the Forum this was actually Jim CBS. Sorry mate but I couldn’t stop to help you I was too busy celebrating) For us it felt like a win and for Yeovil I’m sure it felt like a loss. I think these feelings sum up why we go to Footy. To be honest we didn’t deserve any more from the game but who cares it was a great finish. A few seasons ago we would of caved in and accepted defeat but not any more, the attitude is spot on.

At the end we all moved off to a pub which was near to ADSA’s which was a mega walk. Me, Tretty and Lofty went into ASDA’s to stock up on drink for the journey home. Gin and Tonic, Lagers, JD and Coke, Sherry and glasses with mince pies were all purchased. When we came out we commandeered a taxi from the petrol station and made our way to the Train Station. The others were contacted and they got hold of a taxi which was not destined for them but they got it anyway. By all accounts the manager of the taxi firm was not impressed but…..whatever…. We all pitched up on the train ready for the journey back to Waterloo. We swapped stories from the old days and Ginge kept us entertained with his accounts of matches from the 80s. I was lucky because I remembered quite a bit from his accounts and was at some of them. I know the others found them really entertaining and it made the journey a classic. Ginge made a schoolboy error by leaving his mobile on the table when he went to the bog. Cue a text to his brother saying he loved him. Luckily he came back quick of the rest of his phone book would of received the same. By the way as we were sitting on the train we saw Neil Adams and Chris Goreham from Radio Norfolk get on the train. Ginge again came up with the idea that we should take the opportunity to get a photo with them. Off we went down the other end of the train and fair play to them both they were really accommodating. Thanks to you both for that it was well appreciated. When we arrived at Clapham Junction the CBS geezers left the train. We suddenly thought it was all coming on top until we realised we were being pelted by sausage rolls, crisps and peanuts. They obviously waited until they could leave the train before taking on the mighty Yarmouth Yellows. Good effort boys it was really funny. In our time boys it was 2p pieces LOL. By the time we had arrived at Waterloo we had polished off all the drink and we then had another taxi journey back to Liverpool Street. We said our goodbyes to Ginge who had to go to another station to get home. By this time we had missed the 21:30 so we had to pitch up in a pub for another couple before getting the 22:30. Tretty and Smothy went to Kentucky Fried Chicken and bought a super huge massively big bargain bucket out of the kitty for the return home. Lofty and Ben still bought some lager while the rest of us were happy with some soft drinks as we were on the downward slope. Some fell asleep Hammy went into a coma while the rest chatted amongst them selves. On arrival back at Norwich it was 00:30 so had been a long day. This was a 22 hour epic for some it was a great laugh and was really pleased I went on this one. Thanks to everyone for making it one to remember and may there be many more.

See you on the next one boys

Evesy OTBC CTID.