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BRISTOL
CITY - TUESDAY 23/01/07 |
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REPORT
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shocking run of form has seen any hopes of
silverware in the league disintegrate for
Brighton. With a seeming relegation battle on
their hands, the side had the chance to take
their mind of of it in the Johnstone Paint
Trophy Southern Semi Final. Facing arguably the
best side left in the competition, Bristol City,
a victory at Ashton Gate would put them just two
games away from a return to the Millennium
Stadium |
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| McCarthy
was behind the wheel once again for this journey |
This
photo suggests what we have suspected all along,
and that is that Potter is some sort of special
child |
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| As
we head towards Portsmouth to pick up Witham and
Wright, a whistling denotes that Potters door is
not closed properly - so we are forced to lock
it in order to ensure it does not come open on
the M27 |
After
taking part in the traditional 16oz Steak
challenge in Portsmouth, Wright looks forward to
the journey |
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| Witham
is delighted to be heading for Bristol, despite
the fact his over garment was covered in some
sort of silver paint |
McCarthy
is feeling tired ahead of the long drive, but a
can of Red Bull would soon have him raring to
get behind the wheel |
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| Potter
checks the bible of Crocs outings, the Football
Grounds Guide, to see where we are going |
While
Wright browses the traditional adult magazine
that is supplied in the Mac Mobile |
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| The
Sat Nav system would completely defy its point,
by going onto getting us hopelessly lost in
Bristol with helpful directions such as
"please turn around" |
After
giving up on her, we follow these Brighton fans,
who also appeared to be lost after a blazing row
in which the passenger attempted to hit the
driver - sparking memories of the infamous
"son hitting father" incident over a
year ago at Luton |
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| The
flag has been in the back of the car since our
trip to Oxford, and this means Wright and Potter
have the challenge of folding it up |
After
a brisk walk, we arrive at Ashton Gate |
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| Questions
had to be asked - while the lubricated penis was
rather nice, the bread was as stale as the skin
of a 90 year old pensioner |
The
Main Stand at the Gate |
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| The
Britannia Atveo Stand - one of the flairest in
the country, simply due to the fact that the it
is behind the goal and holds the players
entrance |
The
wooden seats in this stand gave an element of
retro to it |
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| Witham
is delighted to be in Bristol |
Wright
is happy to be at his first Albion game since
Boston in the Carling Cup - god only knows why |
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| Michel
Kuipers is obviously harboring concerns over a
frozen pitch, as he talks to the officials - we
could only hope that the game would be called
off so we would have to attempt the journey for
a third time |
Potter
and Wright attempt - and fail - to erect the
flag, much to the amusement of the watching
crowd |
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| Such
was the importance of this game, a large TV
presence had been sent to capture it |
The
flag is moved to a new location, but despite the
best efforts of Yorkie, only becomes half erect |
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| Michel
Kuipers prepares for action, with his considerably
firm buttocks |
The
teams prepare for battle |
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| Scott
Murray - Aston Villa and Reading legend - would terrorize
the Albion defence all evening |
This
mans attractive backside only goes to emphasise
the flairness that continental-style seats with
no backs offer |
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| Brighton
have a rare attack with a corner |
City
dominate the game and are rarely troubled by the
lackluster visitors |
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| Adrian
Basso - short sleeves, white socks, and did star
jumps and over exuberant stretches when he had
nothing to do - which was often - is there a
more flair keeper currently plying his trade in
England? |
Dean
Cox and Sam Rents discuss how best to cock up
another free-kick in a dangerous position |
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| After
a disappointing day, McCarthy ponders whether to
kill himself with this petrol |
Over
12 hours after leaving for the game, and we are
still not in Sussex after McCarthy and Potter
spent the night in Porstmouth |
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| McCarthy
has breakfast, which contrary to popular belief
was not Tony Benns penis |
This
sandwich was much more attractive than Potter,
and quite rightly was used to cover his face |
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| The
day was rounded off in style, with Sussex
looking as good as ever with a covering of snow
on Wednesday afternoon |
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