Went to the rugby at Blackheath yesterday. Despite going to school around there and my many many years following the Addicks have never been but a mate, who is a regular invited me. Thoroughly enjoyed it I must say, standing freezing cold on a terrace with a pint in my hand and the crowd so small you could hear every bone crushing collision on the pitch. I really wanted to go to the Valley yesterday but I decided that I had had enough crushing disapointment lately so chickened out. Most surreal experience of the day was hearing the Valley crowd in the distance as the first goal went in. Missed the last one as I was already safe and warm in the car heading back to the A2.
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