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Representing North End in Manchester |
Going to England to watch Preston is a big fucking thing for us. And if you know anything about Preston fans you would know why. A great bunch of supporters who embrace you like their own. They recognize passion and commitment when they see it.
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Leaving our mark when leaving Oslo |
Getting to Preston is always a little adventure on its own. The old tram, buss, plane, taxi ride never gets worn out. After the friday tacos with gather our stuff and head for the airport. At the airport we normally get into friendly arguments with other Norwegian supporters, normally Liverpool or Manchester United. But sometimes even Leeds, Bolton and Blackburn. This tme around there was no Premier League games so we drank our beers in peace while playing cards.
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Going through security |
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Arriving in Manchester around midnight the trains have stopped running so the best way to reach the heart of Lancashire is by taxi. We bargin a bit on the price before getting in. It`s not supposed to cost 130 pounds to travel less than an hour in a cab. The taxi driver drove breakneck to Preston so we got to the hotel around 01:00.
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All you need basically |
Before getting on the train Paul swung by the hotel and picked us up and took us to breakfast with Clem and Bamber. A nice English breakfast. Or breakfast as they say over there. Getting on the train we got to see some new and old faces. Good to see Kearnsey, Ted and Tim again. Everyone in a great mood as the sun makes it`s appearance.
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On the train to Manchester |
Getting to Manchester we all went to the Old Wellington and put up fort there waiting for the rest of the Prestonian army to arrive. And appart from a couple of hen dos we dominated the old pub.
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The Preston fort |
To entertain the masses 3 groups of Morris men put on a medieval show for us. Armed with sticks and swords dressed in flowers and bells they fought each other leaving no man behind and no eye dry. It`s hard to say how far the 7 pounds the Branch donated will last but hopefully some spare bells will be bought.
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Brothres in arms |
The weather this saturday was brilliant specially at this point. Later it would turn Gigg lane in to an oven. The beer cooled us down an set the mood. We also got to know that it`s possible for a grown man to to enjoy a pint or two of strawberry cider. The flag was put up and Prestonians kept on coming in. It`s a great feeling to have a drink amongst friends in the sun watching your teams colors hanging high.
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Dickie showing off his dog |
To get to Gigg lane we took the good old tram. Getting into the stadium was a great experience. Just under 3000 North End fans was standing in two stands making the home fans hear their presents. The stands where packed and we ended up below pitch level. Yes, below. About 3 feet something that made it even more necessary to stand up.
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Preston 1 up |
To get a good match review you should go to bbc.com or pnefc.net. The heat was on from the start at least in the stands. And when the first goal of the day came it became even hotter. The game was all in all pretty sloppy in our opinion. The passing game was a bit off and a lot of balls being lost both ways.
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Preston 2 up |
That did not get in the way of the second goal celebration. The crowd went mental on the second goal and we all felt a bit more secure. No thanks to the Greater Manchester Police and their tactical riot squad. Trying to pick a fight with everyone they made a poor impression. We stand as long as your in the fucking way, twat.
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Things getting even more heated |
When Bury kicked back a goal it got more exciting than we appreciated. The goal came just into overtime and made the 5 min overtime feel like an hour and a half. Finally the ref blew his whistle and we had it in the bag. Three very important points and the road to a great night out was wide open.
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Our seat |
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The atmosphere at Gigg lane was very good and the close to 3000 North End fans made their way back to Manchester to hydrate. After about to hours we where all desperate to neck a couple of cold ones. Along with Paul, Phil, Jonny, Susie, Sam, Dickie, Henri, Gas And Jonsey we went to Bar 21 to cool down.
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Leaving Gigg lane with 3 points |
After a pint or two at Bar 21 we started on our way home to Preston and the parade. A nice ending to the very well executed 2012 Preston Guild. It was close to impossible to make it back to the hotell with about 100,000 people out in the streets. After a quick shower we went back out on the town and watched the parade before going to the Roper Hall. A very nice surprise was the welcome gift from Trevor - custom made t-shirts and stickers. Thank you mate - a very nice gesture we really appreciate.
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Custom made |
It was a great ending to a great day. And the choice of curry restaurant did not spoil a day for the history books.
"I hope your meal was nice..?"
"You know it wasn`t mate.. It was pretty shit." :-)
Sunday was spent with Paul and Katie in Sherwood for a sunday lunch before driving to Manchester to do a bit of shopping before going back.
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X-footballer Katie wearing the Branch scarf |
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A special thanks to Paul and Phil for everything. And to the rest of you
lot for making us feel at home and always having our backs. The Guild pins are worn proud Sam. Thank you all for a great weekend. And happy birthday again to Foggy.
Long live Preston and it`s brilliant Prestonians!!