In the middle of a game we were dominating, half a dead pigeon fell onto the pitch and we duly lost 1-0
Extra time – Knickers in a twist
I once went to watch my team play with my boxer shorts on the wrong way around. I didn’t know this was the case until I was in the gents just before kick-off. You silly billy, I said to myself. Or something like that. But you’ll never guess what, we only went and won that game!
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