I'm sure many will follow this post with their own version of tonights events but I'll just let you know what I saw.
The shed hada very weird atmosphere tonight. WAY too many 14-year-old drunks (summed up by the one standing next to me who asked me at the final whistle what the score was). There seemed to be a lot of chat or something. We would definately have left but for the cold and that legend Stephen O'Brien.
Anyway, throughout the game there were coins being tossed in our direction. I spotted the culprit but decided to let it go. Then one hit Colm with about 10 minutes to go. He went and got the stewards who came to take away the throwers. Then the throwers friends came and hoped on the stewards.
Stewards called for backup and police arrived. Eventually there were about six stewards and three pigs around us. At the final whistle, we asked what they were going to do about it and they started to tell us not to get cheeky with them.
James arrived with his camera and took some photos and they immediately went looking for the film fromthe digital camera. James was outnumbered seven to one so I went over to help him when I was told to "go home, this is a one-on-one conversation".
9pm hit and the stewards ****ed off bang on time, leaving us with some over-agressive pigs. We split us and Me, James, and Ruairi went to look for Brian. We explained it to him, he talked to the head steward, then to us. He basically said he knows the problem and he'd look into it.
Then I went back to the car to find a parking ticket!!! The same place I've parked for the past three years! I love those pigs!