Trying to get a seat yesterday, a chap was blocking the gangway, slowly and deliberately smothering a dollop of red sauce atop a pie so that it was uniformly spread over the crust. Egon Ronay would have been proud.

Once this culinary necessity had been achieved, he told me he shouldn't really have been let into the ground due to his extremely pissed state. I asked how he got to Huddersfield, and after a few seconds thought he replied "There's no point asking me, I haven't got a clue". With that he wandered off munching his pie.

Take a bow Mr Parmo!

"The Pie was luvverly"

bless him he was fooked!! drinking with the big lads

me and Brownie still in the Alma afterwards!!
Oh yeah, tara.com indeed!!!

Liam's fault!!!

i think i seen you stood in the middle of the road in church street about half 10 saturday night parmo.

My fault?!

ahh... I see now!!! No, not you!!!!