After some Manc scally had watched me embracing Pascal he looked bewildered and said "who was that mate?" and i was like "are you kidding me, that was Pascal Groß". He just gave me a puzzled look and walked off confused.:O
Walking down Peter Street.
Pascal Groß walked up to me and said "excuse me mate, can i wear your coat i am freezing".
I stood there dumbfounded thinking "nah....can't be".
Then i saw Lewis Dunk walk past and i was like to Pascal "no ****ing way mate, I'm a Brighton fan".
He laughed and said...
Just bumped into half the squad out on the lash in Manchester.
Cool story eh!
Pascal was a very pleasant drunk and asked if he could have my jacket to keep him warm.