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Iron Bru › Forums › Blast Furnace › Balls to you Ernest Pawn
Well done to the ‘Donny Road enders’ in throwing tennis balls onto the pitch very funny. I do hope there was 72 of them and the message was subtle and simple as in ‘balls to you Ernest’
Then the resulting pitch invasion brought a touch of vintage 1970s comedy to the proceedings. Also very funny, especially the 6ft 2 adult steward who carefully selected and subsequently ejected a 13 year old 5ft 2 lad after slipping and sliding allover place in scenes reminiscent of the late Benny Hill. The steward gamely dusted himself down and took the plaudits of the adoring crowd (not).
Whilst the Po-faced will decry the behaviour and some bru posters will portray the culprits as villains worthy of capital punishment.
I choose to reflect on a game that actually made me smile that even I can take a positive from in the most forgettable of seasons ever and despite losing 4-0 will be memorable for years to come.
Those young uns also showed structure, organisation, creativity and desire whilst running about the pitch with gusto and vigour. At least we can rule out Pawn or Hillock as having thing to do with organising or managing it.
It was the most organised we have been on the pitch all season we should start with them next game.
Thanks Dad, it was fun too.
Totally agree ironking, whoever thought up the tennis ball incident I say very well done. The stewards were that busy picking up tennis balls they forgot about the fans which enabled the pitch demonstration. WELL DONE LADS!!!!!!
Hear the main protagonists of the saga are being still being pursued.
Looking for a white male aged between 16 and 65 wearing a large coat with hundreds of pockets.
I wonder if Ernest is hurting as I am, relegation was inevitable and the writing was on the wall back in October.
But it does not make it any easier, and the poor derisory way we sank without a fight galls me even more.
I wish those tennis balls had been cannon balls.
I wonder if Ernest is hurting as I am?
Of course he isn’t, it’s not in his blood…
I wish those tennis balls were Swanny’s but then again has he got any ? Up’s and runs cos he can’t face the music.!!!!!