Sheff Wed vs. Middlesbrough

On Tuesday the 15th, me and good friends Keith, Chris and Rob took a trip down to Sheffield for Middlesbrough's away game.

It was fantastic! We enjoyed the great pubs, a gourmet burger, plenty of beer, Rob doing chin ups on a grab-rail on a tram, a great game of pool and some truly appalling Hillsborough disaster comments/songs. Best of all though was the 3-1 victory for Middlesbrough!

Actually no, best of all was raving in the back seat of the car on the way home with Rob to songs like this...



On third thought the very best thing was writing poor Rob's mobile number on the back of a betting coupon and asking him to put it in the gents. I still don't think he clicked on that it was his number!

Photo evidence...

Horsing About

Sunday's Bank Holiday night out not only saw me turned away from The Arena for having no ID but also doing a ridiculous horse impression...

A Horse Outside Binns from Peter Heaney on Vimeo.

The Arena, Middlesbrough

Me and mate Keith arrived here nice and early last night to boogie on down, enjoy a few more drinks and have a good time. However, it seems that Nazis have taken over and following a long wait in the queue they demanded to see everybody's ID. We didn't have any and that was that, fun over. It was over the top in my opinion and a very disappointing end to the night.

We ended the night in Chicago Rock Cafe.

Truly awful.

Old at 26

Ouch! It was a like a punch to the stomach entering the world of Middlesbrough pub, "The Crown" last night.

I'd heard plenty of people mention "The Crown on a Monday" but never gave it a shot until last night.

Dear me. I was easily one of the oldest in there and it hurt my pride quite a bit!

Still, £1.50 a drink, a top laugh and some serious amounts of clunge.

I shall have to go more often.

Football

The Championship restarted last weekend with a lot more hype than usual amongst my friends; simply because of local team Middlesbrough's newfound position within the league. They visit Swansea today (mates Keith and Rob have gotten the train down and I'm already receiving some fantastic texts through of their exploits. I shall have to blog them later) for the Boro game.

But things really get going today with the return of the Premiership.

I'm currently watching Chelsea vs. Hull and I'm hooked already. As I type Didier Drogba's just confirmed how excellent it is with a delightful free-kick.

I think Chelsea are going to win the whole thing this season, they look like a much more fluid, attack minded force. Man Utd will miss the attacking menace and skills of Ronaldo. He's been far too important a player for them in too many matches in the last two seasons to not be missed. In contrast, Chelsea have lost no-one and brought in one or two whilst getting some key players back from injury. They've also got a player who I think has been one of the best players in the land for the last five years; Frank Lampard. His record is immense. He's scored 20 or more goals in all competitions in the past five consecutive seasons. I am a real admirer of his talent and ability to perform consistently throughout the season, every season.

I'm certain though that it will be as unpredictable as ever and I'm really looking forward to it.

Here's too another spectacular season and plenty to talk, blog and tweet about in the forthcoming season!

Altercation Last Night

Albert Road, Middlesbrough. Scum absolutely everywhere, pizza shops full and parmos selling out! As we wondered up Albert Road, this lass is getting some grief or dishing it out to this young coloured chap. Dizzee Rascal as my mate Keith called him later.

She smashed his head off a car and then he speared her in to some shutters before launching a blistering 1-2 combination that didn't even phase her! She was a big old girl and hard as nails!

It made me ashamed of the shit-hole I live in that the police took about ten minutes for them to come and sort anything out. They were stood about 15 yards away (near Flares) and everyone seemed to get a bit of a kick out of it. I suppose it's a scene seen everywhere in today's Booze Britain. The highlight for me was that she called him a paedophile! But he clearly wasn't, as he did not have NHS glasses on or a beard.

Bonkers.