Enjoyable incident in Aldi opposite the ground after the game. I am sure 12-year olds have a shorter name for 'gathering in a group, dashing through a store together causing general mayhem, dragging stuff off shelves, breaking open packages and probably nicking a bit on their way out'. Some of you might know the shorter name; I don't.
Such an event happened this afternoon as I was getting a few things that Mrs boc had asked me to get on my way home. Unfortunately for this group the mother of one of the main protagonists in this particular group was also in the store. First thing I heard was, "Raydon! Get out!". Then, "No! Raydon! Come here". What followed next would in the middle of the last century have been called a severe boxing of the ears. Then another cry, "Now get out!". Next came the recital of about six or eight names of the rest of the group and assurance that their parents were going to hear about it.
Somehow, despite the 4-1 scoreline, I think I enjoyed this more than the match itself.