So they ****ed something up back at the KP, which means they left half an hour late
The bus parade was fine, but when they got to the Haymarket, it was about forty minutes between the players getting off and appearing on the balcony, while we all stood there sweltering in the sun not knowing what the **** was going on
We were subject to a load of Thai hangers on standing on the balcony taking pictures of us all like we were ****ng zoo animals
They were supposed to come on and lift the trophy with a load of ticker tape being fired out of cannons - but they did the lift and the ****ing cannons didn’t go off so they had to do a fake trophy lift again twenty minutes later with the cannons. Cringeworthy in the extreme.
The cock end with the microphone farted about asking inane, stupid questions to people who clearly weren’t expecting it and who didn’t know what to say
“Let’s all sing When Your Smiling” said the cock end, only to find out that the complete shithouse of a DJ didn’t have a ****ing version of it
There was absolutely no plan at all as to how things were going to run - they just stood there like lemons not knowing what to do
The DJ played whole versions of e.g. Wonderwall, Voulez-Vouz etc., when all we wanted was a few snippets to sing along to.
No consideration given to the thousands who were there - was more about corporate staged photos of them with their back to the crowd
Whole thing came across like some snot-nosed YTS kid was asked to organise it at 10 o’clock this morning
Only saving Grace was Choudhury, Albrighton and Vardy (and Vardy’s daughter) grabbing the microphone and giving the crowd what they actually wanted.
Wouldn’t have missed it for the world and the crowd were great but, ****ing hell, what a complete and utter ****ing mess it was from start to finish