Manchester United Vs Chelsea..

It's been a long day, the pictures pretty much speak for themselves. I woke at 8:30am to go to London Victoria, from there I went to Brighton, where we met our host for the day.. some self made millionaire, don't ask. Boarded the private jet and headed for Manchester! Arrived in Manchester and went straight to Old Trafford... From their we found our way to the directors entrance, and drank plenty of the free alcohol provided.. Jammed in the VIP for a while, had quite a decent meal, and watched some dusty magician do his bit, he was pretty good, but looked a bit hungover.. Managed to scoop up 4 of the match day programs, noticing they were priced at £3, but were free to VIPs! And they also gave us some weird silver figuirine in a black box with the Man United emblem emblazened on the top.. and Manchester United - Chelsea engraved onto the bottom.. After that we made our way to our seats.. Walked past Owen Hargreaves on our way! The game was going pretty well until about 30 odd minutes when Mikel got sent off for a reckless two footed challenge, and we conceded on the stroke of half-time.. (2:30 into injury time, of which there was supposed to be only 2 minutes!!). The second half was pretty bad.. we defended deep and United just kept possession with little penetration.. until Saha dived to win a penalty to make it 2-0!

After the game we had to make a mad dash to our taxi in order to escape before the traffic became ridiculous... We made it back onto the plane with plenty of time, and got home about an hour ago.. Despite the loss, it's been a great day, and all the travelling and hospitality has kind of helped! Chelsea's travelling fans were great, and widely rejected the appointment of Avram Grant by singing "Steve Clarke's blue white army", who, in my opinion, would be a much more suitable candidate for the TEMPORARY role, since he has a good relationship with the players, and has been at the club for bloody yonks! We didn't look bad today to be fair, but after the sending off we really couldn't respond... Anyway, here's the pictures..


Start.


Bagel x Hot chocolate @ Victoria.


The days only expense, believe it or not!






Arriving into Brighton.


Mode of transport of the week prize.


This tickled me.


This did not, but it's kind of like... continuity, so I allowed it.








I'm not promoting this.


The female co-pilot was liberating.




Some fucking old man.


Some silver-boxed-man...


'Hospitality'.


The bottom of the little silver man.. no homo.


We were given these books with tickets for all the games this season, I thought about doing a runner and selling mine, but thought better of it.


You're not seeing things, those seats are PADDED! Pompous correctness gone mad.


Speaks for it self.






Plane on the way back, above the clouds.. It was raining in Manchester, so this was a welcome sight.


Clouds.


More flipping clouds, and the remains of a sun.


Sonic The Hedgehog on the train home, to lighten the mood..

More soon!!