Hypo-Luxa Posted September 25, 2007 Share Posted September 25, 2007 Right-o, I suppose this could/should be in the ICBINF side of things, but whatever, I want to let everyone know how absolutely grand of a time I had not only in Blackburn but England as a whole. I was able to meet a few boradmembers who were wonderful to chat with and who were wonderful in opening up their homes and ther like for my wife and I. First off, the first glimpse of Rovers en vivo was agaionst Chelsea. I battled through jet-lag and a VERY moody missus as a result of the dreaded 'lag to meet up with some diehard Rovers fans. I found it almost too depressing to bear when I went up to the Chelsea ticket window to retrieve my tickets only to be rebuffed. Travel 4,500 miles to see me Rovers and getting turned away! I was not in good spirits. But luckily Big John who like our very own Jordan travels to every game (and even the Ressie's!) told me how most Rovers tickets come later wjtth the Coach. My hope for the day was restored! The game was great, though! The Away fans were in good voice out-singing the home crowd, at least it seemed to me! And I finally got to join in with the Friedel chants and the "Where were you when you were sh!t" (my personal fave) chants as well as singing the great No, Nay Never. And lo and behold Mourinho gets sacked or whatever...I will take the credit for that, thank you very much! The next few days the missus and I putter around the great city of London seeing the sights, tearing our poor feet to shreds with all the walking, but enjoying every bit of it! Also got to meet up with Tris, who was great company, for a pint. Then it was off to the land of the Scouse.. Liverpool is...umm...not London. I guess we were spoiled by the environs of London, and the walks up and down the Thames. But to be fair, the weather was gray, the construction was everywhere and that accent...oof...I think I had a very good understanding of the Londoners and later the Lancastrians, but those Scouse were tough to follow! Watching Red Dwarf through the years I thought would prepare me, but not even close. Thursday comes along and I buy my ticket for Everton-Dinamo Kharkiv looking forward to watching a good game of footy as a casual fan of the game....Then the scores from the other English teams in the UEFA come on and I become utterly depressed and despondent all at once. Losing to Larissa 0-2!!! I couldn't believe it! Well the Everton game was not without it's own excitment and luckily it allowed me to forget about Rovers' unfortunate result for a few minutes here and there. The next day, off to Blackburn! Taking the train to Preston, then to Blackburn I could notice a definite change in the landscape. NOW I was seeing the rural countryside I had always envisioned of England. Rolling pastures with sheep grazing about, hedge lined roads traversing the undulating fields of green, it was like a picturebook. And even the approach to Blackburn was never as depressing as some would have me to believe! I have seen some pretty depressing towns (I've had rural Vietnam, Russia, Mexico and the Deep South here in the States as my frame of reference) and Blackburn was never anything close to depresssing! Sure it was no High Street Kensington, but who cares! At any rate we check into the Fernhurst (the best hotel of our trip!) and go say hello to Uncle Jack, visit the club shop which lived up to it's reputation as being quite spare in it's selection, and get shown the town by Mr. and Mrs. Roversmum! Wonderful to see Brockhall and the great facilities Uncle Jack provided for our Rovers! By the way, Mr. and Mrs. Roversmum were great hosts. Recommend to anyone who might not know them to say hello at the next home match. Wonderful couple they are! Saturday rolls around and missus Hypo-Luxa is pining to see some castles, so off we go to Lancaster! Nice little town that turned out to be. We could've spent the whole day there, actually, but in order to maximize our time we had to hoof it to Clitheroe to see the other castle in the area. Not nearly as exciting as the Lancaster Keep, but for us Yanks, it doesn't take much for us to get excited about ruins and castles and the Clitheroe Tower was exciting to see as well. Then it was back to Blackburn to sup with some locals in Oswaldthwistle, (easy enough to spell, but really hard to contort yer tongue enough to pronounce!) and what a great evening we had! Sunday rolls along and it started a little soon for the missus and I. We checked out of the Fernhurst and because we both have our Rovers gear on, the staff was only too happy to get us checked out and on our way. Understandable, but still a little strange to be homeless in Blackburn without even having our breakfast. Naturally we gravitate toweards the ground and we were lucky enough to see Sav, and Friedel enter the ground and then we went to Ewood Arms to get out of the drizzle. Then it was off to meet the Rovers PR guy who wanted to ask me a few questions about the Season Tickets for Charity...I thought! It turned out to be quite the impromptu VIP visit! I thought we'd be usghered into a broom closet under the Riverside, but no, we were taken into the Player's Lounge where I was walking past Roque, Mokoena, Roberts, Nelsen and the lot! I've met my share of celebs but I was really and truly star-struck walking amongst them. It was quite the event. Then we talk to the PR guy, and he says, you ready for a picture? Ok I thought, we'll get a good pic in the Player's Lounge, but no, he leads us out onto the bloomin' pitch!!! So I'm standing there and Zurab walks up and he's to be in the pic as well! Holy freakin cow what a surprise! So Zurab and I speak a little and I think he as a wee bit surprised to be talking in Russian from some Yank who he had never seen before. There's that college education FINALLY getting put to use! At any rate I then get ushered up to the Legend's Lounge and then watch the game from the Jack Walker Stand. Unfortunately it was closer to the Portsmouth fans and my head is still aching from them and their blasted bell. The game was...oof..it was painful to watch. Not because of the effort but because of how we were being outmuscled and basicly outplayed. Between Glenn Johnson, Kanu and even Diop we couldn't get a good flow going. I think I am to blame for Bentley's mis-placed passes in the first half. He must not be used to hearing "C'mon, Bentley!" in a Texan accent and after evey yell, he would mis-place his pass/shot. I apologize to David and the rest of the Rovers fans. In fact during my entire trip Rovers scored not a goal and ended up losing twice! I am beginning to think I am better served here in Texas than in Blackburn... So in summation, I had a great time, and even the missus who I was wondering if she would have a good time following my rovers, had a great time. I think the best part of the trip for her was meeting and speaking with the various Rovers fans on our trip. Sure talking of the good times and of the current affairs of Rovers she was lost, but all in all, she enjoyed it which is a credit to everyone who was kind enough to meet us in the various cities of England. Also some plans to meet up with some of the other members did not come to fruition which I really regret, but instead of not having anything to do in Blackburn (which was my initial fear) we ended up having too much to do! I really cannot thank everyone enough for their offers of assistance, their good words of advice, their great suggestions and their fabulous hospitality. The wife and I felt as if we were old friends, not strangers from a strange land. Makes me even more proud to be part of the Rovers family as well as the BRFCS messageboard crew. I'm sure if I could've stayed around a bit longer I would have had an even more stellar time! Cheers again and I cannot wait to do it again! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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