If your idea of a decent Saturday is regularly spending 7+ hours of it in a tragic little griefhole like Gillingham, then you can't have a lot else going on in your life.
I probably exaggerated in saying I made half the games. Probably more like a third, being as I NEVER went to the evening...
Bollocks, it was a crap day out watching a crap team play in a crap stadium in a crap town. I probably went to about half the home games there, and more often than not drove home wishing I hadn't bothered writing off another whole Saturday travelling up there. Depressing wasn't the word.
I haven't read the whole thread, but with half an hour to go a mate of mine checked a live train app on his phone, and it said that 3 out of the next 4 trains from Falmer to Brighton were showing as cancelled, with the next one being at 17.16.
I still stayed till 85 and trotted down to the...