Self preservation society Tour.....Sitrep
Formidable (said in a French accent......and stick an exclamation mark at the end !...like that)
So I emerged from a 13 hour sleep this morning , feeling confident that the great and glorious Roy Hodgson would Shepard the superb England team to a resounding result against the Slovakian's.
Celebrated this fact by troughing one of Parker Jon's memorable breakfasts, which was in fact so memorable, I can't remember what it was. Spent half an hour poking fun at 'Villa' to pass the time, then had a kick about with Parker Jon and proved to the rest of the campsite that we were actually REALLY bad at football. Atmosphere was good on the site and everyone was looking forward to the game.
Wandered into the town to where supporters of both teams were gathering and the party was in full swing, great atmosphere and everyone was relaxed. Police had eventually caught on, removed all their riot gear and patrolled in a chilled manner (about time).
St Etienne was the first town to put facilities on i.e toilets. The French invite football supporters to their towns, provide beer by the ship load and no where for the ensuing bladder explosions to go.. At least they tried this time in St Etienne, but still fell short of the mark, leaving 'Golden Rivers' flowing!!! Had a few fans come for pictures with our flag, saying it was famous and hoping they would make the papers!!
Headed to the game and actually got my flag in. Woo hoo. What followed in the game was.........Brilliant. England played their part in a magnificent show of solidarity with Wales and the peaceful Slovakians. In a national masterclass, the English team ensured their weaker Welsh brethren at least carry on their dream for a little longer, by letting them win the group and by burdening the responsibility of taking on a tougher opposition in the next knockouts stage. We tacitly gave Slovakia the chance of qualifying in the third place position and ensured the pesky Russians went home. Not only that, Roy got the team to achieve this stealthily, by pretending to be shit so as to lull everyone into a false sense of security.
Truly a fantastic and honourable performance.
Off to Nice in the morning