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him and was glad to see Andy Gray and Richard Keys chewing the fat over the
upcoming match.
“Am Giles.” The man in tweed said sitting down next to me. “I own the place.
If you haven’t eaten, a lot of our regulars love the all-day Irish breakfast.”
“Actually I was thinking about the chicken burger.” I said.
“Whatever. So are you a Spurs man?” He asked. It was Spurs vs Man U that
was going to be shown.
“Not really. Am a Leeds fan.” I said. Instantly he’d assume that I was a Spurs
fan today but the only team I hated were Liverpool.
“I’d keep that quite in here son. You are about to be overrun with Reds.” He
patted my shoulder lifting himself out of his chair then he went to sit with the
skinheads and Barbie girls.
Elly had come with me but then slinked off to go shopping before we arrived at
the bar. She promised to come and rescue me after she was done but once she
asked when the football finished I knew I wouldn’t see her until the final
whistle. It would have been nice to have had company, I just played on my
phone. A type of Tetris with colours.
I drunk another Guinness before kickoff.