Luton trip report part 3 - The match and other stuff

We didn’t have far to go for breakfast! Just as we were passing Weatherspoons on the corner the doors opened for business. It was only 9 o’clock but apparently they open at that time every day. We trooped in and ordered an excellent breakfast for £3.50. As we waited for it to come Billy told us about Billy Seniors ‘antics’ the previous night. Billy said he’d just got Billy Senior “settled” when the Miller gang burst in. Billy Senior then went a bit ‘delirious’ and was rambling on about all sorts of things including how great their Peter was and how he was going to punch the Yorkshireman’s lights out. Billy said it took a while to get Billy Senior settled again but he didn’t get much sleep as Billy Senior fell out of bed twice and then proceeded to snore like a bastard for the rest of the night. Billy was looking pretty knackered through lack of sleep but Billy Senior looked fine and was soon cracking on with his new mate Bernard. He even bought Bernard a pint. By this time the place was filling up a bit, mainly with middle-aged blokes who were enjoying a pint with their bacon and eggs. The Miller gang turned up and were a bit shocked that Billy had reported them to the management but nothing was said as they left the hotel so they reckon they must have got away with it.

Soon it was time to go so we hit the road in convoy, off down the M1 to Luton. On the way down I put on a Beatles CD and we were soon belting out the tunes with the best reserved for “Hey Jude/Keano”. We soon reached the Luton turn off and headed for the town centre. What a multi-cultural and diverse place it is i.e full of Paki's. We headed for the station car park but this turned out to be a mistake as it was quite a distance from the ground. Never mind, we set off for the ground and after a bit of a trek reached the away end and went in. Kenilworth Road is a throwback to another era and was definitely 'third division' but we settled down into our seats, other than Billy senior who was trying to chat up the muslim lady steward, and waited for the teams to come out. A lot has already been written about the game so I'll be brief. The game was fantastic and the lads put up a great performance. The celebrations afterwards were on a par with anything we've ever had before. After it had all finished we made our weary way back to the car and Billy expertly navigated us onto the M1. As soon as we were on the motorway Billy slumped into a deep sleep, perhaps due to his lack of kip the night before. The other Billy's in the back were quiet also and were soon dangling from the seats belts. After a 3 1/2 hour drive we arrived home safely after a very enjoyable weekend.

We're on our way, we're on our way, to the Premiership we're on our way.