Also bleddy freezing that dayI’ve been to a few away matches on Boxing Day over the years and I don’t have fond memories of any of them, as far as I can recall.
The worst one was Oxford in 2015.
One of their defenders, Dunkley I think, should have had a second yellow in the first half when the game was still relatively even but the referee bottled it.
Unsurprising Dunkley was subbed at half time because everyone in the ground (even the referee I suspect) knew that any foul by him in the second half would have to be a sending off.
Of course we lost, 3:0.
And as if that wasn’t frustrating enough because our car was in that odd car park arrangement behind the goal we spend another significant chunk of the festive period in a lengthy queue waiting to get out.
You do have to wonder at times why we do it. Probably because we can’t help ourselves I suppose.