One of the best

Apologies if this is all over the place by the way today, as im shattered after a 8 1/2 hour journey back to Newcastle via St Helens.

The weekend started for me at 3.30 on Friday as I was to travel down to Blobbys , as we had a really early set off on the Friday. So friday night we went to watch Spiderman 3 also with Quinny, at the cinema in St Helens. Saturday morning we were up and out by 9.30 am for the long journey to Cardiff.

What a tedious journey it was as well, as it usually is when you are dying to get there. And a 40 minute stop didnt go down too well either. 15 minutes would have done. So we arrived at about 2.30pm. Bags in and straight out into town to join up with fans from Wigan, Leeds, Warrington and of course Saints.

A good 1 and a half mile walk later and we were in the thick of it. Eventually we headed to the ground, 7 or 8 pints later, ready for the Hull derby game. The sight of the millenium stadium inside with the roof closed and all lit up was something I will never forget. We were right infront of the Sky tv box, with Stevo and Eddie etc, so being the drunken childish kids we were. We did our best to put them off, by jumping up and down, and we even had Stevo laughing at us...

Non stop drinking through the game as well. Then the turn of the Saints, and we are all still waiting for " Trent to tear us apart again " another easy win.

However the " half time entertainment " was an over zealous steward who proceeded to heavy hand a few of us for standing up, and when I had a go back for his attitude, he called his boss over and I was threatened with eviction from the ground. Still shouting back, I stated my case that I agreed with him but didnt agree with his attitude, and he actually apologised to me. 1-0 to Geordiesaint!!!

Another long walk back to the hotel, and the first chill out of the weekend, for an hour. Then a taxi into town for a cracking night out.Met up with a few people, but me and Blobby decided we wanted more fun, so off we toddled, first to reflex bar, followed by Zinc bar.

At 3 in the morning I decided enough was enough, so I asked a doorman how to get back to Cardiff Bay. His response was " get a taxi, but do not walk through the estates at any cost. At this stage I had lost my mate, and the taxi queue was massive, so what did I do??? You guessed it. Walked back through the estate. Never again I tell thee!!! what an experience it was, and lucky to make it out alive. But i did so there!!!

Sunday, and how rough was I , but I couldnt sleep so off we toddled upto Cardiff Bay, to the shops for a bit of Brekkie and some desperate fresh air.... One panini and bottle of water later, we headed back and lazed about until about 1.00pm, until we met up in a pub for some dinner with tractor boy, the unfortunate Wigan fan, and various others.

They decided to get a taxi into town, but I fancied another walk. The drink was going down again, but only just! And at a much slower rate. So into the ground for the Warrington game, and a very laid back attitude. I started to pull around and was getting ready for another night out. The Leeds game was worth the admission alone...brilliant.....

Then we walked back in that fine rain, you know the type that soaks you through ( aka peter kay ). And again a chill then taxi into town. What a laugh Sunday night was...loads of us out, and the sight of Hopps, flirting with the girls was a sight to behold...pure comedy...anyone who knows him will know what I mean...But the best part of the weekend was tractor boy, who was smashed. who proceeded to " hi 5 " anyone who walked past him in the bar male or female. however if they were refused they got a little clout on the backside. Asking for trouble if you ask me. Now there was this innocent foreign fella, prob in his 40s who declined the " hi 5 ", bad mistake as tractor boy gave him a reverse swing backside smash very very hard. This poor bloke turned around bemused to see, about 5 of us on the floor rolling about laughing, and i mean laughing! Whilst tractor boy had moved onto his next unsuspecting victim.Total oblivious to what he had just done.After realising what had happened our foreign friend let out a tiny smile and put his hands up in the air...funniest thing ever.

The next day was the long journey back, wrecked, ans Took me from 12 until 9 to get back. But what a weekend. Im sure ive missed so so much.... Brilliant