A steamy away game
A steamy away game...The rain was poring down, hammering against the windshield of the coach. For a brief moment, I asked myself, why on earth am I spending my Saturday like this? However, the rain came as a bit of a relief, as it was mid-August and the weather had been warm and muggy. My old mate L. had talked me into coming along to watch a first round cup tier. Our local heroes were to face Bournemouth away, quite a long way to the South-West. Usually, I never take the trips, you spend most...