XmisterIS
Purveyor of fine nonsense
Not because I like football ... quite the opposite! I hate it with a burning passion! There is a special circle of hell reserved for football ...
Anyway, I digress. Sometimes getting in and out of Portsmouth and Southampton (and other places) can be a piggin' nightmare when there's a match on in that place.
Is there a website anywhere for football-haters which tells when and where football fixtures are so that I can AVOID those places, or take the motorbike??!!! (kind of like reverse-advertising!) Driving into Portsmouth is impossible due to unbelievable amounts of traffic when there's a match on and I dislike cycling in because the match attracts all the one-braincell chav to$$ers who like shouting abuse and throwing things at cyclists (unless you're wearing a tracksuit and riding a rusty old BSO ...). Last time I went in on the road bike when there was a match on, I had some pillock in a pompey top who had a neck bigger than his head jump into the road in front of me and shout, "Oi! Your wheels are going round!", which reduced his troglodyte chums to uncontrollable laughter, pointing and jeering ...
Happily, most football fans are not like that, but unfortunately the game does attract a minority fanbase of pondlife.
Anyway, I digress. Sometimes getting in and out of Portsmouth and Southampton (and other places) can be a piggin' nightmare when there's a match on in that place.
Is there a website anywhere for football-haters which tells when and where football fixtures are so that I can AVOID those places, or take the motorbike??!!! (kind of like reverse-advertising!) Driving into Portsmouth is impossible due to unbelievable amounts of traffic when there's a match on and I dislike cycling in because the match attracts all the one-braincell chav to$$ers who like shouting abuse and throwing things at cyclists (unless you're wearing a tracksuit and riding a rusty old BSO ...). Last time I went in on the road bike when there was a match on, I had some pillock in a pompey top who had a neck bigger than his head jump into the road in front of me and shout, "Oi! Your wheels are going round!", which reduced his troglodyte chums to uncontrollable laughter, pointing and jeering ...
Happily, most football fans are not like that, but unfortunately the game does attract a minority fanbase of pondlife.
