Being one of the lucky 1000 with tickets, we are getting our selves set for a wonderful afternoon of footy. More seriously, just the expectation of actually walking into the ground again has us itching to get in the car and go. No expectations of a win, hoping for at least a decent display from the boys.
Going to be difficult to keep a mask on for the entire game, particularly if things get exciting. (or I get to scream abuse at the ref again!)
Going to be odd not getting that hot dog or burger before the game or tea and biscuits with the rest of the gang at half time, no listening to Rosie interviewing the guest of the day or the banter with our table in the lounge. Any conversation on the terrace will be at a distance and probably muffled through masks to the point of being unintelligible but, BUT, we will be there!!
COYY's