Kev Is A Gooner

Pre-match yesterday saw a few beers consumed in the Herbert Chapman on Holloway road, in the pleseant company of Mr. Stillman, and the forum’s resident fat old bloke.

A couple more in the stadium bar before kick off and one at half time, meant your esteemed editor was in a state of merriment.

As Dave will delight in telling you, Paul Mustchin is a bit of a shandy pants, and tends to get giddy after a few jars of belgiums finest.

So coupled with the adreniline of the game, I could hardly contain myself when I saw ‘Kev’ from the ‘Kev & Bev’ Volvo adverts stood only a few rows away from me.

It must have been the shock of hearing such a witty, well thought out and original remark, because when I screamed ‘Alright Kev’ he turned round and said to me ‘Don’t you f**king start’

I know you didn’t mean it Kev, and the next time you’re in the South Stand, I’ll let you buy me a pint in way of an apology.

No?!

OK, I’ll buy you one then 😉