Upton Park

I live in the past, there was nothing better than jumping on a crowded tube train from Barking to Upton Park, joining the crowds going down Green Street past that laundry sign that said "don't kill your wife, let us do it" and getting to the ground and paying on the gate. Spending the whole game getting pushed and pulled and swaying on the terraces, hearing the peanut guy and just waiting for those moments when we could all go mad after we scored. Great days 😀

Back in the days when you called it Upton Park, yeah I know it was officialy called the Boleyn ground but no one ever called it that? if you said the Boleyn you were talking about the pub on the corner. 

Also nobody ever did that silly crossed arms thing.

Football just isn't as much fun nowadays.