This
was to be the biggest game in the history of Cymru (ok you can debate re play-off
games and the '58 World Cup but this is here and now…. And my call is now! The local press and tv were all leading with
the story that up to 160,000 (one hundred and sixty thousand) Belgians were
expected for the game. The pictures show
just how many were there and their numbers swelled as the day went along.
It was going to be a late night, a 9.00pm ko
with the possibility of extra time and penalties. Following the late night and long journey
this meant a long lie in, I didn’t want to peak too early. For lunch we had a Gallette, Danny chose it
because of all the red bolognaise sauce that came with it. Around the Grand Place the crowds were
starting to gather. Danny disappeared
and I though he had been arrested when I saw him in the hands of 2 members of
the Police Nationale, but it turned out he had only gone to get directions for me to the Metro and
Stade later.
On our way back we stopped
off at a bar where yesterday we had a coffee on the way to collect the tickets
It was awash with Belgians and had run out of pression bier, all it was selling
was bottles of Duval, an extremely potent 9% Belgian brew. The uninitiated were probably not being too
careful!!
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