Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Football Trip - Krakow, Poland



Well we all know what happens on football trip stays on football trip, so this is going to be brief. I'm not going to go in to too many details (take a look for yourself on the club's website), except there were 50 guys going to a cheap Eastern European country, so I'll just give the highlights:


  • Miss World competition held in Krakow at the same time (take a look at the website boys)
  • Ash's singing the number one song in Krakow at the time, Scotty West...is the best. It goes a little something like this:

Scotty West...is the best...he likes to go out in his woolen vest
Hey Scotty, Scotty West.
Hey don't like to drink, he don't like to smoke,
He's just gone out and played 300 of the best,
Hey Scotty.

It's not so much the words or the theme, but the fact that Ash was running around the main square (second largest in Europe mind you) in Krakow, no shirt on and covered in beer. I have never seen so many confused looks, and photos taken - the police even took photo:And the locals loved it: For a full version of the Scotty West theme song, please follow the below link to see Andrew Glasson's rendition on a crowded tram back from Oktoberfest in Munich:

http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoID=1225733512

  • Pigeon fights - catching the pigeon, bowl the pigeon.
  • Higgo's phone antics - if you wreck someone's phone by pouring beer over it, it doesn't make it right if you do the same to yours.
  • Extractor's pool cue fury and airline take off projectiles.
  • 10 Polish Zaloty = 1 British Pound. Vodka Red Bull is 9 Zaloty. Chaos and carnage, with security not willing to kick us out due to the amount we were spending.

It wasn't all fun and games. I couldn't be happy if I didn't get some sight-seeing in. Although, after no sleep and feeling like a big man named Larry shat on your head, you really shouldn't go here:






















So after three nights and four days containing six hours sleep in total, you can imagine how tired and emotional we all felt at sunrise on Sunday morning: But at least we had Chuck Norris to take care of us: