With WBA pushing for automatic promotion & with arguably the best squad in the division and us fighting for out lives at the bottom, everyone thought we were going to get a thrashing, especially after the 'performance' on Tuesday night. Oh boy were they wrong!
Setting off a Half 11 was quite refreshing for an away game, with most of the starting at silly o'clock in the morning. Numbers wise was disappointing for us, despite SamL & mate (Photo-shy?) coming with us.
Due to the excellent English Rail service they had put a bus on between Leicester & Birmingham so we had to go via derby, which provided picture time!
On the train from Derby to Brum two of us managed to get locked in the toilet. It had absolutely nothing to do with my constant pressing of the buttons. Honest!
Upon arrival at Birmingham, we had the famous meal deal, which was thoroughly enjoyed by all.
Picture Near the Church/Bullring...
Erm...Gay Pose?
A short 10 Minute train ride to the Hawthorns ensued. A pretty impressive ground, with more character than most places these days...
The game was a cracker, going in at the break at 1-1, we were content, but after a reasonably poor show (So far!) it didn't look good. Surprisingly we went onto win the game 4-1 and send the 1500 Travelling fans into a frenzy. Some cracking goal celebrations at the back of the stand!
A bloody fantastic result and a much needed 3 points to lift us clear of the dreaded relegation zone.
The stewards & Old bill up to the usual antics:
Final Whistle:
The damo-look-a-like outside the away end!
The walk back to the train station...
The police hearding the Leicester fans onto the Metro, getting their overtime money.
After purchasing some celebratory beers, we headed back to Birmingham for the train home. There was time to terrorise the shoppers (Boring, boring shoppers!) at the bullring, namely in Selfridges!
Dave looking like rather surprised as we head for another mealdeal... (Meal Deal & a beer. Oh yes heaven!)
On the way home we found Bernie at New Street who then followed us onto our train. We managed to get sandwiched in the isle next to first class. They were not impressed with the singing & banter (As you could tell from the looks as we got off, priceless!).
Our Isle was packed with pissed (And they were fooking pissed) SheffWeds fans, Bernie & A deaf Plymouth fan. It was probably the best train journey ever, with lots of banter between the two sets and the one drunk 40 year old bloke trying to pull an 18 year old lass. It was so good, we forgot to take many pictures :(
Anyway, it was a fine end to a perfect away day. Sheffield United up next, oh yes! Should be a good 'un.
As well as the others who do not like to be photographed *cough* Potter
We scraped a deserved 1-0 away win. Our first since that magical win at Bristol in November. Great atmosphere and a top laugh was had. 
