@Billy Kenny's boots
- Post match
- Whilst the pre-match atmosphere was quite intimidating, with firecrackers and flares being let off outside the stadium, post match it all went a bit flat. The home supporters were efficiently funelled onto the tram and then back into town within 30 mins or so
- I've heard some complaints from Blue about how they were shepharded out of the stadium. What was the deal here? What time did they get out?
What now? Not sure Unsy is the answer. But I don't know who is. Huge game v Watford.
Overall, a nice little jolly, if you take away our performance on pitch. But we are in serious trouble
Billy, it was horrendous.
First up, with about five or ten minutes to go I needed to visit the bathroom.
I was way up at the back so I walked all the way down to exit into the concourse only to be met....literally....by a line of armoured cops in full riot squad regalia, whom had formed a shield wall and no bugger was getting out past them
I was getting quite desperate if I am honest with you, I thought my bladder was about to burst
Luckily a steward, realising my predicament, told me that if I went back into the auditoriam and walked along to the next opening, one could access the bathroom down there.
Boy, was I ever relieved
Phew.
Safely back in my seat, I think we had to wait happen half an hour before being given the go ahead to exit the stadium....and that is when the fun started.
Honestly, Bill....it was like Hillsborough never happened.
3000 people jammed onto a stairway, making snail like progress down God knows how many landings, constantly turning back on ourselves to negotiate each succeeding flight of stairs.
All it needed was a surge from the back and their could have been carnage.
I heaved a sigh of relief when I got out the gate into the open air....only to be confronted with the next problem.
There was a fleet of free buses to ferry them as were heading back into Lyon to their destination.
But to board these buses we were corralled info an open space, not a very big one mind you, and literally funnelled through lines of Robocop lookalikes.
It was bedlam.
Eventually I boarded a bus and it moved off, only to stop and sit for about fifteen minutes as some other buses were filled up and we headed off in convoy, toward Bellacour Square as we thought.
We had a motor cycle escort to the front and rear of our convoy.
I felt like C W McCall.
Or more likely Laurie Lingo and the dipsticks
(there’s one for the teenagers

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But darned if the buses didn’t stop at a train station in the middle of nowhere and dump us out
So we all piled on to the platform and got on the next train, which luckily enough was heading for Bellacour and civilisation
You as about the time....I honestly don’t know, I would guess around 11 p.m.
I just had a few glasses of wine in a bar near the square and en route to my hotel and it was very pleasant.
Now......that was the only gripe I have about the trip.
Everything else was perfect, the result aside.
Lyon is a beautiful city and we had a wonderful afternoon, supping in the sun in Bellacour.
I think we bought all the beer in the big supermarket there, the Monto or sommat
I just loved that day....and the whole trip really....I went out for two days.