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Well....I'm just back from a long weekend visiting some relatives in the Capital......big thanks to two of our forum members for a suggestion of where to watch the final. I turned up bright and early to get a good seat at the recommended CC Blooms bar. Unfortunately, it was closed until later in the day....but low and behold, as I stood there, arms in the air wondering "where to next", a lovely young fella (spitting image of Freddie Mercury) appeared and asked what my problem was. I told him i didn't  know where to go to watch the Cup Final and the young man kindly invited me back to his place, where he and his friends were holding a Cup Final Party.....and "would you like to join us for free drinks"
 
Well, as a typically tight Scotsman, I couldn't turn it down, could I? So off we toddled down this entry (or was that later, I can't recall?....there seemed so many!) Before long, I could feel myself getting more and more pissed and very tired, then bugger me (pardon the pun)... I slept right through the match. I think we must have enjoyed a curry or something spicy before I fell asleep as upon waking, I couldn't get off the shitter for ages and that left me with a really sore arse. Nonetheless, big shout out to @STEPPS BOY and @Negri's lovechild for such a great tip, thanks guys!

Took my Grandaughter to her first game yesterday. Aged 7, she loved it and after the game, she wanted to see if she could get some autographs. Not knowing the 'rules', I walked round to the car park behing the Copland Road stand where there were loads of people queueing in a somewhat disorganised bunch in the freezing cold. Player after player came out and drove off without so much as a wave. Eventually, one or two stopped and signed the first thing that was thrust before their face and then made their escape. Kent came out....and to his credit, he signed every bit of anything that was put before him (i think we were next to last and the queue was long) and posed for absolutely loads of pictures/selfies through his car window. He didn't leave a single fan disappointed. Sometimes, it's not what happens on the pitch that makes a lasting impression. My Grandaughter is still buzzing and can't wait to go to her next game. Well done young man!

Took my Grandaughter to her first game yesterday. Aged 7, she loved it and after the game, she wanted to see if she could get some autographs. Not knowing the 'rules', I walked round to the car park behing the Copland Road stand where there were loads of people queueing in a somewhat disorganised bunch in the freezing cold. Player after player came out and drove off without so much as a wave. Eventually, one or two stopped and signed the first thing that was thrust before their face and then made their escape. Kent came out....and to his credit, he signed every bit of anything that was put before him (i think we were next to last and the queue was long) and posed for absolutely loads of pictures/selfies through his car window. He didn't leave a single fan disappointed. Sometimes, it's not what happens on the pitch that makes a lasting impression. My Grandaughter is still buzzing and can't wait to go to her next game. Well done young man!

It’s the poster @Dan Deacon’s local.

Thanks boys.....greased up and ready

CC Blooms would be your best bet pal.

It was Roofe.....I was there

That was the old club that pulled that stuff mate 

Every other week at Ibrox. I get half a dozen guys behind me yelling 'you fucking shitebag' at any mistake that any one of three or four players might make. The banner pales into insignificance to that behaviour as far as i'm concerned.

Best be before the 80th minute or there’ll be no-one in stadium to sing it, allegedly.

Took my Grandaughter to her first game yesterday. Aged 7, she loved it and after the game, she wanted to see if she could get some autographs. Not knowing the 'rules', I walked round to the car park behing the Copland Road stand where there were loads of people queueing in a somewhat disorganised bunch in the freezing cold. Player after player came out and drove off without so much as a wave. Eventually, one or two stopped and signed the first thing that was thrust before their face and then made their escape. Kent came out....and to his credit, he signed every bit of anything that was put before him (i think we were next to last and the queue was long) and posed for absolutely loads of pictures/selfies through his car window. He didn't leave a single fan disappointed. Sometimes, it's not what happens on the pitch that makes a lasting impression. My Grandaughter is still buzzing and can't wait to go to her next game. Well done young man!

Took my Grandaughter to her first game yesterday. Aged 7, she loved it and after the game, she wanted to see if she could get some autographs. Not knowing the 'rules', I walked round to the car park behing the Copland Road stand where there were loads of people queueing in a somewhat disorganised bunch in the freezing cold. Player after player came out and drove off without so much as a wave. Eventually, one or two stopped and signed the first thing that was thrust before their face and then made their escape. Kent came out....and to his credit, he signed every bit of anything that was put before him (i think we were next to last and the queue was long) and posed for absolutely loads of pictures/selfies through his car window. He didn't leave a single fan disappointed. Sometimes, it's not what happens on the pitch that makes a lasting impression. My Grandaughter is still buzzing and can't wait to go to her next game. Well done young man!

Took my Grandaughter to her first game yesterday. Aged 7, she loved it and after the game, she wanted to see if she could get some autographs. Not knowing the 'rules', I walked round to the car park behing the Copland Road stand where there were loads of people queueing in a somewhat disorganised bunch in the freezing cold. Player after player came out and drove off without so much as a wave. Eventually, one or two stopped and signed the first thing that was thrust before their face and then made their escape. Kent came out....and to his credit, he signed every bit of anything that was put before him (i think we were next to last and the queue was long) and posed for absolutely loads of pictures/selfies through his car window. He didn't leave a single fan disappointed. Sometimes, it's not what happens on the pitch that makes a lasting impression. My Grandaughter is still buzzing and can't wait to go to her next game. Well done young man!

Took my Grandaughter to her first game yesterday. Aged 7, she loved it and after the game, she wanted to see if she could get some autographs. Not knowing the 'rules', I walked round to the car park behing the Copland Road stand where there were loads of people queueing in a somewhat disorganised bunch in the freezing cold. Player after player came out and drove off without so much as a wave. Eventually, one or two stopped and signed the first thing that was thrust before their face and then made their escape. Kent came out....and to his credit, he signed every bit of anything that was put before him (i think we were next to last and the queue was long) and posed for absolutely loads of pictures/selfies through his car window. He didn't leave a single fan disappointed. Sometimes, it's not what happens on the pitch that makes a lasting impression. My Grandaughter is still buzzing and can't wait to go to her next game. Well done young man!

Took my Grandaughter to her first game yesterday. Aged 7, she loved it and after the game, she wanted to see if she could get some autographs. Not knowing the 'rules', I walked round to the car park behing the Copland Road stand where there were loads of people queueing in a somewhat disorganised bunch in the freezing cold. Player after player came out and drove off without so much as a wave. Eventually, one or two stopped and signed the first thing that was thrust before their face and then made their escape. Kent came out....and to his credit, he signed every bit of anything that was put before him (i think we were next to last and the queue was long) and posed for absolutely loads of pictures/selfies through his car window. He didn't leave a single fan disappointed. Sometimes, it's not what happens on the pitch that makes a lasting impression. My Grandaughter is still buzzing and can't wait to go to her next game. Well done young man!

Took my Grandaughter to her first game yesterday. Aged 7, she loved it and after the game, she wanted to see if she could get some autographs. Not knowing the 'rules', I walked round to the car park behing the Copland Road stand where there were loads of people queueing in a somewhat disorganised bunch in the freezing cold. Player after player came out and drove off without so much as a wave. Eventually, one or two stopped and signed the first thing that was thrust before their face and then made their escape. Kent came out....and to his credit, he signed every bit of anything that was put before him (i think we were next to last and the queue was long) and posed for absolutely loads of pictures/selfies through his car window. He didn't leave a single fan disappointed. Sometimes, it's not what happens on the pitch that makes a lasting impression. My Grandaughter is still buzzing and can't wait to go to her next game. Well done young man!

Took my Grandaughter to her first game yesterday. Aged 7, she loved it and after the game, she wanted to see if she could get some autographs. Not knowing the 'rules', I walked round to the car park behing the Copland Road stand where there were loads of people queueing in a somewhat disorganised bunch in the freezing cold. Player after player came out and drove off without so much as a wave. Eventually, one or two stopped and signed the first thing that was thrust before their face and then made their escape. Kent came out....and to his credit, he signed every bit of anything that was put before him (i think we were next to last and the queue was long) and posed for absolutely loads of pictures/selfies through his car window. He didn't leave a single fan disappointed. Sometimes, it's not what happens on the pitch that makes a lasting impression. My Grandaughter is still buzzing and can't wait to go to her next game. Well done young man!

Took my Grandaughter to her first game yesterday. Aged 7, she loved it and after the game, she wanted to see if she could get some autographs. Not knowing the 'rules', I walked round to the car park behing the Copland Road stand where there were loads of people queueing in a somewhat disorganised bunch in the freezing cold. Player after player came out and drove off without so much as a wave. Eventually, one or two stopped and signed the first thing that was thrust before their face and then made their escape. Kent came out....and to his credit, he signed every bit of anything that was put before him (i think we were next to last and the queue was long) and posed for absolutely loads of pictures/selfies through his car window. He didn't leave a single fan disappointed. Sometimes, it's not what happens on the pitch that makes a lasting impression. My Grandaughter is still buzzing and can't wait to go to her next game. Well done young man!

Took my Grandaughter to her first game yesterday. Aged 7, she loved it and after the game, she wanted to see if she could get some autographs. Not knowing the 'rules', I walked round to the car park behing the Copland Road stand where there were loads of people queueing in a somewhat disorganised bunch in the freezing cold. Player after player came out and drove off without so much as a wave. Eventually, one or two stopped and signed the first thing that was thrust before their face and then made their escape. Kent came out....and to his credit, he signed every bit of anything that was put before him (i think we were next to last and the queue was long) and posed for absolutely loads of pictures/selfies through his car window. He didn't leave a single fan disappointed. Sometimes, it's not what happens on the pitch that makes a lasting impression. My Grandaughter is still buzzing and can't wait to go to her next game. Well done young man!

Took my Grandaughter to her first game yesterday. Aged 7, she loved it and after the game, she wanted to see if she could get some autographs. Not knowing the 'rules', I walked round to the car park behing the Copland Road stand where there were loads of people queueing in a somewhat disorganised bunch in the freezing cold. Player after player came out and drove off without so much as a wave. Eventually, one or two stopped and signed the first thing that was thrust before their face and then made their escape. Kent came out....and to his credit, he signed every bit of anything that was put before him (i think we were next to last and the queue was long) and posed for absolutely loads of pictures/selfies through his car window. He didn't leave a single fan disappointed. Sometimes, it's not what happens on the pitch that makes a lasting impression. My Grandaughter is still buzzing and can't wait to go to her next game. Well done young man!

Took my Grandaughter to her first game yesterday. Aged 7, she loved it and after the game, she wanted to see if she could get some autographs. Not knowing the 'rules', I walked round to the car park behing the Copland Road stand where there were loads of people queueing in a somewhat disorganised bunch in the freezing cold. Player after player came out and drove off without so much as a wave. Eventually, one or two stopped and signed the first thing that was thrust before their face and then made their escape. Kent came out....and to his credit, he signed every bit of anything that was put before him (i think we were next to last and the queue was long) and posed for absolutely loads of pictures/selfies through his car window. He didn't leave a single fan disappointed. Sometimes, it's not what happens on the pitch that makes a lasting impression. My Grandaughter is still buzzing and can't wait to go to her next game. Well done young man!

Took my Grandaughter to her first game yesterday. Aged 7, she loved it and after the game, she wanted to see if she could get some autographs. Not knowing the 'rules', I walked round to the car park behing the Copland Road stand where there were loads of people queueing in a somewhat disorganised bunch in the freezing cold. Player after player came out and drove off without so much as a wave. Eventually, one or two stopped and signed the first thing that was thrust before their face and then made their escape. Kent came out....and to his credit, he signed every bit of anything that was put before him (i think we were next to last and the queue was long) and posed for absolutely loads of pictures/selfies through his car window. He didn't leave a single fan disappointed. Sometimes, it's not what happens on the pitch that makes a lasting impression. My Grandaughter is still buzzing and can't wait to go to her next game. Well done young man!

Took my Grandaughter to her first game yesterday. Aged 7, she loved it and after the game, she wanted to see if she could get some autographs. Not knowing the 'rules', I walked round to the car park behing the Copland Road stand where there were loads of people queueing in a somewhat disorganised bunch in the freezing cold. Player after player came out and drove off without so much as a wave. Eventually, one or two stopped and signed the first thing that was thrust before their face and then made their escape. Kent came out....and to his credit, he signed every bit of anything that was put before him (i think we were next to last and the queue was long) and posed for absolutely loads of pictures/selfies through his car window. He didn't leave a single fan disappointed. Sometimes, it's not what happens on the pitch that makes a lasting impression. My Grandaughter is still buzzing and can't wait to go to her next game. Well done young man!

Took my Grandaughter to her first game yesterday. Aged 7, she loved it and after the game, she wanted to see if she could get some autographs. Not knowing the 'rules', I walked round to the car park behing the Copland Road stand where there were loads of people queueing in a somewhat disorganised bunch in the freezing cold. Player after player came out and drove off without so much as a wave. Eventually, one or two stopped and signed the first thing that was thrust before their face and then made their escape. Kent came out....and to his credit, he signed every bit of anything that was put before him (i think we were next to last and the queue was long) and posed for absolutely loads of pictures/selfies through his car window. He didn't leave a single fan disappointed. Sometimes, it's not what happens on the pitch that makes a lasting impression. My Grandaughter is still buzzing and can't wait to go to her next game. Well done young man!

Took my Grandaughter to her first game yesterday. Aged 7, she loved it and after the game, she wanted to see if she could get some autographs. Not knowing the 'rules', I walked round to the car park behing the Copland Road stand where there were loads of people queueing in a somewhat disorganised bunch in the freezing cold. Player after player came out and drove off without so much as a wave. Eventually, one or two stopped and signed the first thing that was thrust before their face and then made their escape. Kent came out....and to his credit, he signed every bit of anything that was put before him (i think we were next to last and the queue was long) and posed for absolutely loads of pictures/selfies through his car window. He didn't leave a single fan disappointed. Sometimes, it's not what happens on the pitch that makes a lasting impression. My Grandaughter is still buzzing and can't wait to go to her next game. Well done young man!