That thistle game will live long in the memory - I left my house in Warsaw at 6 in the morning to get a flight to Amsterdam to pick up a connecting flight to Glasgow. Got to Glasgow in time to do some shopping for the family and then have lunch with a mate and a couple of pints before the game. Standing in the queue outside Firhill and seeing people I hadn't seen in ages. Getting to the turnstile and having to beg the copper to let me in with the metal coffee cup I'd bought for my wife - he claimed it was potentially offensive, but relented when I showed him my flight tickets. He seemed less concerned with the caramel wafers for the kids. Then 90 minutes of pure tension; always worrying about what Clyde were doing. Absolute joy at the final whistle before trying to rush back to the airport for the flight back. Got home just after midnight. Wouldn't have missed it for anything, but it still doesn't get into my top 3 trips to watch Morton.
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That thistle game will live long in the memory - I left my house in Warsaw at 6 in the morning to get a flight to Amsterdam to pick up a connecting flight to Glasgow. Got to Glasgow in time to do some shopping for the family and then have lunch with a mate and a couple of pints before the game. Standing in the queue outside Firhill and seeing people I hadn't seen in ages. Getting to the turnstile and having to beg the copper to let me in with the metal coffee cup I'd bought for my wife - he claimed it was potentially offensive, but relented when I showed him my flight tickets. He seemed less concerned with the caramel wafers for the kids. Then 90 minutes of pure tension; always worrying about what Clyde were doing. Absolute joy at the final whistle before trying to rush back to the airport for the flight back. Got home just after midnight. Wouldn't have missed it for anything, but it still doesn't get into my top 3 trips to watch Morton.