So we got another local rival in the League Cup - Burnley, better known as the "The Dingles". The hope was that this game would be as epic as the one against Blackpool. Little did we know that this would pretty much be the opposite.
When the Branch is on the move a lot of traveling will go down. Some odd 5 hours on at train to Oslo, another 30 min to the airport, and this time no planes where heading to Liverpool or Manchester so the destination was London and travel by train to Preston.
Before getting on the train going north a short visit to the Stone Island flag ship store was payed. Some hundred pounds lighter a first class seat was waiting on Euston station track 7. Besides eating some sandwiches and drinking whisky not much was done to pass time while traveling on first class for the first time. Not before we were 30 min away from Preston. I felt the need to drop some bombs and went to the WC. After 15 minuts of hard work I opened the door just to find the sweet girl I was sitting right opposite of standing outside waiting. I asked for another whiskey to accompany the awkwardness.
Minty was ready with wheels on when the train stopped at Preston station. A quick drive and some pints at The Sherwood and we got in to a mini buss with the lads heading for Burnley. Before entering the stadium getting some more beers in was in order. At the Dog Inn we got our drink on and some burgers across the street. Some decent burgers to say the least.
About here the story should have went on to be an epic legend passed on from father to son through generations. But that will probably not be the case for future Preston generations. Burnley on the other hand might live on the triumph a while. They beat a Preston side that for about 30 minutes played something that reminded me of football. I wish of all my heart that we had beaten the 6 fingered tramps of Turd Moor but they won fully deserved. The bastards.
So was this less than exciting game, played on a rather nippy tuesday night, worth traveling so far to watch? Was the money put in to getting there on time well spent? Was it worth using up two vacation days?
Hell yes. Preston till I die cha.
