18 degree’s with clear blue skies over Sydney Harbour today and 1st port of call was the Fortune of War on the Rocks, where quite a few of the old seasoned Warrior’s from The George were gathered.
A few bars later and we’re on the rattler to the Olympic Park from Central station, with the customary missing kick off, despite a pretty decent rail system in place with express trains taking about 15 mins.
The ground ain’t that bad for a modern stadium and plenty of help on hand. Lifts and escalators were a God send for those on the 6th tier.
The ground is pretty much similar to the Bowl, and like the Bowl, I am afraid to say the atmosphere was shit.
Considering some of the younguns present were probably seeing The Arsenal for the first time, a bit more effort wouldn’t have gone a miss. At least Arsenal America are happy to have learnt B’jesus said Paddy off to a tee.
Beer in ya seat’s was a bonus for a game that threatened to come to life in the first half. Walcott truly had a game to forget (or should that be a career?)!!!
$100 for a perch in the gods was disappointing. Will be interesting to see where $200 gets us on Saturday.
The two biggest cheers of the night came with our new number nine bagging on his debut and the other being the skill shown by Bruce in the back row getting his paper airplane on the pitch.
Expecting a livelier atmosphere from the West Sydney chap’s on Saturday…….flares at the ready.
She Wore A Yellow Ribbon 