I was in town on Thursday for a few beers before the game,started off in the coffee house in wavertree then into town and ended up in flanagans around 3.
There was 3 of us,we went up to the bar without really looking around and got a pint in. The 2 lads i was with went downstairs for a piss and i had a look around the bar,it was full of sparta fans all on the stella. I thought F**k me i hope they don't kick off,best drink these pints and go somewhere else.
I turned back to the bar and there was this lad stood next to me and he said in a F***ing unreal Vicky Pollard accent, 'Did you call my mate a bellend?.' I said you what mate? The next thing is he has got a mate stood next to him and and he says, i just seen you call my mate a bellend. I'm thinking what are these on about one of them is gonna hit me in a minute.
Just then my 2 mates came back from the toilet and suddenly another 3 of these lads appear from nowhere,they didn't have any footy shirts on or anything and they sort of try and surround us at the bar. They were all english and they go 'we're bristol city mate,you scousers are all cu*ts', proper westcountry style.
Then from the door came 2 bouncers and 2 coppers and kicked them out before anything could happen. F***ing bizarre it was
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