Leicester City 1 – 2 Tottenham Hotspur 26/12/2014

This was a special one, my local team against my supported team. We hadn’t played them in the league for about 10 years now so it was an unfamiliar experience for me. We met up with a  couple of the Welsh guys that we often see at away games and settled on the Hind pub (literally opposite the station). It was pretty busy despite the fact that there wasn’t any trains running with it being Boxing day. There were a few cries of Yid army but it was quite relaxed really. After a few beers and with kick off an hour away we headed over to the Counting House, a pub that allows home and away fans and is one of the closest pubs to the ground.

With kick off fast approaching we started the short walk over to the ground. As we approached you could hear our fans singing about Wembley and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. Our seats were located next to the home fans, we couldn’t have been any closer to them and although it’s classed as a family stand you still had the usual people giving it the big one. Before we had time to get used to our surroundings Kane had put us 1 nil up. The Leicester fans had been giving him some stick when his name was called out when they announced the kick off. He had played for them on loan a few years back but I’m not still not sure why that warranted some abuse. After a few verses of ‘He’s one of our own’ we got on with the game. As the game wore on, we found ourselves exposed several times on our left hand side, Danny Rose was out of position and invited them on to attack from that side. We were lucky to go in at half time 1-0 up as they had missed a couple of great chances. Our fans sung ‘we want to go home, Leicester’s a shithole, we want to go home’. Leicester responded with ‘Fuck off to your tower blocks’ to which replied ‘we pay your benefits’. After their striker hit a good opportunity well wide we goaded their fans with ‘that’s why you’re going down’.

The second half  continued as we left the first, us getting exposed far too easily on the left hand side, something this time that resulted in an equalising goal. The momentum switched in the stadium, their fans found their voices and we were holding on. When we won a freekick on the left hand side I said to my Dad, ‘Eriksen Goal’ despite the fact the angle was poor and it looked far too far out. Eriksen smashed it in off the near post and we were all surprised it had found its way in.

From then on in we found ourselves holding on, they hit the post. Man of the Match Lloris pulled off a ton of great saves that brought us the three points. Celebrations began and ‘O what fun it is to see Tottenham win away’ started.

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