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We
don't know where we are going, but with the
team coach just in front we decided to follow
them
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The
car is parked in Bournemouth town center
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The
players have gone for lunch in a hotel, so we
decide to explore the town
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This
aborigine was part of a band playing in the
shopping area
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McCarthy
gets on the dance floor to give this fine band
some of his spare change
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They
did have particularly nice rears
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McCarthy
shakes the hand of a man pretending to be a
statue. We wondered if he really was silver
all over, and whether he caught the bus like
that
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This
man was bizarrely lying down with his hood over
his face. Witham joined him for a relaxation
moment
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We
had arrived on the luxury of a sand beach
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And
soon got to work on sculpting something in the
sand
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Oh
yes, the locals could hardly believe it
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The
ultimate sand penis
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McCarthy
gets a closer look
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Look
how big Tom is!
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It
really was the Brighton invasion of Bournemouth
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After
the thrill of the beach, we headed to the ground
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Tom
Witham tucks into a surprisingly nice pie
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The
main stand
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The
stand behind the goal
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The
"Withdean" Stand, that was not yet open
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This
man had somehow wandered into the stand that
wasn't open
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The
Coca Cola kid, Colin Kazim-Richards warms up
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We
were unsure and slightly un nerved by what was
on the seat in front
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Witham
looks seductive ahead of kick off
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This
man was perhaps the greatest steward in the
country
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McCarthy
eagerly anticipates the kick off
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The
Bournemouth announcer was an interesting chap,
and not just because of his hair
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Oh
yes! We spot some cheerleaders waiting to come
on
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And
here they go, fantastic entertainment
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This
one was blonde and particularly attractive
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The
Brighton team come onto the pitch
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Young
Richard Martin was in goal for the Albion
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The
Brighton coaching staff try to work out how
they will fit in the dugout
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The
match, about to begin
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Mark
McCammon wins the header
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Its
the second half, and Charlie Oatway has just
put Brighton 1-0 up
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Bournemouth
is full of tramps. The stadium is empty, yet
this man still refused to pay to get in, electing
to watch from a tree
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Kerry
Mayo prepares to take a throw
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Brighton
win 2-1, as the players clap the fans
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The
Brighton players leave the pitch
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