You thought I’d forgotten, didn’t you ? 22 May 2022. The day we stopped the Scouse winning the league, to the jubilation of the rest of England (Liverpool is a separate country).. Colin would have been proud. I nearly didn’t go the Villa game; I’ve been too nervous of late and Matt and James have… Continue reading MANCHESTER IS BLUE
Wednesday night is football night in Manchester, as Matt finds himself with three (3) tickets for the hospitality suite at the Etihad. Don’t ask how. Barbers keep secrets. So I get to leave my usual seat in the top tier of Colin Bell stand and join the prawn cocktail plastics in the posh bit of… Continue reading CORPORATE HOSPITALITY
I’ve no idea why you’d want to see the pics from the Saints v City match but since I’m paid by the pound here they are. Some people would have headed to the Old Classics after the two ticks, before heading to the match. I just popped in the Giddy Bridge, packed with 270 City… Continue reading OH WHEN THE SAINTS, GO MARCHING IN
Right there. That’s my next avatar. Perhaps I’ve used it already. But which pub am I passing, Dave ? THAT is the question. Here’s another clue; Two pints before a game is never a good idea, I detest those people who go to the loo during a match, so I head for the Etihad, only… Continue reading PIE & PINT & THREE (3) POINTS
To be honest, I’m getting a bit tired of being stuck in the UK, seeing other pub men tweeting from exotic foreign locations like Bratislava. or Bideford. But I just can’t be doing with the hassle of accessing tests abroad or risk getting stuck at Paisley airport for weeks, even though there’s a good GBG… Continue reading PRE-BRUGES
While Blackpool Jane, Lee and Karen saw their team snatch a 1-0 at Bramall Lane, I was back in Manchester watching City have a now almost customary capitulation to Crystal Palace. The team looked as knackered as I felt, having got up early to catch the 09:12 from Sheffield after finding the later trains west… Continue reading A SEARCH FOR A PRE-MATCH PINT
I bought a season ticket for City this year, first since 2016 when I was getting fed up of missing games moved from Saturday 3pm, and only doing a dozen out of nineteen games. With the prospect of foreign travel off the table for a while, and now living an hour rather than three from… Continue reading THE CITY
In the days before the Americans started complaining that this posts weren’t long enough, I could get away with 200 word commentary pieces, like this one on beer at the Etihad. 65 views over nearly six years, that’s a Chris Tavare of a post, that is. Nothing has changed since then; it’s still Amstel (in… Continue reading STILL NO REAL ALE AT THE ETIHAD
Yes, I know Manchester never went away, but with the return of gigs and goals and gose (never had a gose in Manc but I should), the city is buzzing again. The run-down Victorian buildings never looked so good. And Matt and Emma have moved even closer to Piccadilly, which means if I ever miss… Continue reading BEER, PIZZA AND FOOTBALL. MANCHESTER IS BACK.
Tomorrow the pubs open their doors so that us bloggers will have something more to blog about than complaints about wine gardens and ordering by apps. I can’t wait, and I’d better make a decision about where I’ll be tomorrow. Go on, guess. Some will complain about table service and social distancing remaining in pubs,… Continue reading TO MANCHESTER !