Hello again - it's me! Death did not com to wrap her icy arms around me. The Devil was denied another disciple in those flaming halls of Hell.
At 1.30pm I got to Hull with little trouble and met up with my pal Tony and an armchair Tigers supporter called Carl at the Park and Ride facility near Hessle. We rode to the stadium by bus and had time to pop into a little Polish cafe for late lunches.
The day was freezing cold but being sensible chaps we were suitably attired with hats and gloves and extra layers of clothing. Tony and Carl had even brought flasks of tea for half time when Carl gave me a "Mars" bar.
Some goals are long range shots, others are towering headers but some are scrambled opportunist goals. It's a question of being in the right place at the right time. And that's how it was in the first half of yesterday's match. Two poached goals by Fraizer Campbell. They were enough to send Brentford back to west London with nothing to show for their pre-Christmas trip to Yorkshire.
|Fraizer Campbell in action against Brentford yesterday|
After the game, I set off home from the Park and Ride not knowing what I might encounter. The warnings had been quite strident - even alarmist but in the event all I met was cold rain sheeting down making visibility difficult. I drove at 50 to 60 mph all the way back until I hit a traffic jam on the M1 motorway.
Ahead there had been a pile up and the blue lights of emergency vehicles flashed in the blackness as rain continued to pelt down. I sat in that jam for almost an hour listening to the radio and pretty happy that the promise of freezing rain and treacherous driving conditions had not come true.
There was a different tragedy when I stepped in our house. The Christmas tree that Shirley decorated this morning had fallen over. Several baubles were smashed and Lord knows what may have happened to the Christmas lights. Meantime she is at her health centre's Christmas "do" in the city centre. I hope she won't imagine that I stumbled into the tree because I hate it when she whacks me with the rolling pin.