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My state on Saturday night

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Saturday night was a mess. I'm working in Hong Kong where matches start at 11 pm. I managed to find a bar showing the city game, mind you I didn’t have dinner and I started drinking early with workmates so by this point I was quite pissed. Soon enough we got talking to a few travelling Australian birds but honestly I was quite content just watching Leicester play. The birds tried talking to me but I was so busy singing chants that they thought my name was actually Leonardo. Maybe on another night with a game not featuring Leicester I definitely would have paid more attention to them. We kept losing grip over the game so I had even more to drink, by the end of it I was absolutely twatted

 

The Leicester game finished and lo and behold, next thing on the telly was the Toulon-Tigers in the European Cup and Leicester were losing again. Now me being a local LE2 boy this did upset me further especially after the city game but what happened next I can only attribute to my drunkenness. I started tearing up thinking about how our season turned around after late September, how I naively thought we once had a shot at Europa League, and how Tigers could lose out a place in the European knockouts to Northampton. I was at the edge of the seats so I thought no one would catch me drying my eyes a bit. But I was wrong, my mate asked if I was okay etc I said yeah im sound. At this moment the Australian birds started laughing so I started blushing and left the table, staggered around and fell on my face, everyone started laughing, the dj even stopped spinning for a second to laugh at me too. The Nepalese bouncers arrived and I thought they were going to help me in my drunken state but they took me all the way to the entrance and told me not to return. So I cabbed it home and vividly remember asking the local driver who hadn’t a twinkle of English whether Pearson could turn it around? Where’s all the quality gone? Where's Lloyd when we need him and what's happened to Nugent and Drinky? 

 

Going back to work tomorrow will be quite embarrassing, my mates didn’t mention anything about last night on our group chat but there certainly is a different feel around. Needless to say I won’t be watching City or Tigers while drunk again

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Got any pics of the Australian birds mate?

As drunk as he was they were probably ladyboys, do they have them in Hong Kong?

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As drunk as he was they were probably ladyboys, do they have them in Hong Kong?

 

Yeah got plenty of Thai ladyboys in the red light district, I have been to those areas while sober and can confidently say they are not me cuppa

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Yeah got plenty of Thai ladyboys in the red light district, I have been to those areas while sober and can confidently say they are not me cuppa

Should've laid off the booze mate and asked the Sheila's round yours for a teabag.

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I loved HK, went there about 14 years ago, stayed at a flea-pit hostel in a building called Mirador Mansions. We were in a dorm with a Chinese bloke who drank his own piss, left it bottled on the window ledge to fester in the midday sun. Happy days. Beer was really expensive as I remember, £6 a pint of Stella.   

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Saturday night was a mess. I'm working in Hong Kong where matches start at 11 pm. I managed to find a bar showing the city game, mind you I didn’t have dinner and I started drinking early with workmates so by this point I was quite pissed. Soon enough we got talking to a few travelling Australian birds but honestly I was quite content just watching Leicester play. The birds tried talking to me but I was so busy singing chants that they thought my name was actually Leonardo. Maybe on another night with a game not featuring Leicester I definitely would have paid more attention to them. We kept losing grip over the game so I had even more to drink, by the end of it I was absolutely twatted

The Leicester game finished and lo and behold, next thing on the telly was the Toulon-Tigers in the European Cup and Leicester were losing again. Now me being a local LE2 boy this did upset me further especially after the city game but what happened next I can only attribute to my drunkenness. I started tearing up thinking about how our season turned around after late September, how I naively thought we once had a shot at Europa League, and how Tigers could lose out a place in the European knockouts to Northampton. I was at the edge of the seats so I thought no one would catch me drying my eyes a bit. But I was wrong, my mate asked if I was okay etc I said yeah im sound. At this moment the Australian birds started laughing so I started blushing and left the table, staggered around and fell on my face, everyone started laughing, the dj even stopped spinning for a second to laugh at me too. The Nepalese bouncers arrived and I thought they were going to help me in my drunken state but they took me all the way to the entrance and told me not to return. So I cabbed it home and vividly remember asking the local driver who hadn’t a twinkle of English whether Pearson could turn it around? Where’s all the quality gone? Where's Lloyd when we need him and what's happened to Nugent and Drinky?

Going back to work tomorrow will be quite embarrassing, my mates didn’t mention anything about last night on our group chat but there certainly is a different feel around. Needless to say I won’t be watching City or Tigers while drunk again

lol

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We were in a dorm with a Chinese bloke who drank his own piss, left it bottled on the window ledge to fester in the midday sun. Happy days. Beer was really expensive as I remember, £6 a pint of Stella.

That would be why the Chinese guy brews his own...

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I loved HK, went there about 14 years ago, stayed at a flea-pit hostel in a building called Mirador Mansions. We were in a dorm with a Chinese bloke who drank his own piss, left it bottled on the window ledge to fester in the midday sun. Happy days. Beer was really expensive as I remember, £6 a pint of Stella.   

 

Affordable alcohol is a travesty in Hong Kong bars, you even get bankers drinking beers straight out of convenience stores to save money. 

 

I was actually in Mirador Mansions earlier to buy a tailored suit - it's still the same-old it seems.

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