Standard Saturday afternoon activity in my household: a football match. Me, my and dad and my brother are Derby County season ticket holders, so we go to watch Derby whenever they're at home. And we're prone to the odd away game every now and again (pretty much most games in Yorkshire, some in Lancashire, Leicester and generally anywhere within a two hour drive)
Peterborough, randomly, had become a regular in the past couple of seasons. Probably because it's a polar opposite to a game at Derby. The ground is tiny, and still has terracing at both ends, including the end for away supporters. I think it adds to the charm though. For me, at least.
As for the game; we were terrible. For the first half an hour, we were decent, played decent football, then Peterborough scored and we just went to pot. We could have played for three days and we'd have never have scored.On a positive note, the fans were IMMENSE. I don't know how, but this bloke managed to get a drum into the terrace, so all of the first half chants had percussion. A couple of minutes before half time this group of lads got this chant going, and the whole away end started singing, and it carried on into the break and was still going about 20 minutes into the second half! At one point there were men taking their tops off and standing on ledges, it was way more fun to look at than the actual game (apart from the topless men - ew) I was singing and dancing along with them, mainly because I was so cold and I would have done anything to keep warm at that moment in time!
In the end, we lost 3-0. We left when it was 2-0, just to beat the scrum back to the car park, but we couldn't argue with the score, they were the better team. Despite the score, it was an awesome day out. I love away games and hot men in shorts (yes Mr Brayford, I mean you!) so it wasn't all bad.
