It happened last summer - The match.

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Nikhil Shah                  16th September 2002

It happened last summer-

The Match

Last summer, August 31st, my friend Robert and I were going to see the division one tie between Wimbledon and Leicester City. Robert and I both supported Wimbledon. The night before the match Robert and I had discussed, via telephone, what train station we were to set off from. We had arrived to the decision that we were to meet at twelve a clock at Cockfosters station, as this was an easy place for both of us to get to. But things turned out differently on the day. Robert obviously did not take our pre-organised station and time seriously or had not paid attention because he had failed to show up. I was already not in a good mood because it was a typical British wet, cold, miserable and gloomy summer day and therefore my mood was swaying from good to bad. So every little thing that got in my way made me more and more frustrated. At quarter to one I did not know where the hell he was and so I used my mobile and phoned him.

I asked him where he was and he replied, ‘‘at the station, where the hell are you.’’

I replied, ‘‘ but I can’t see you here at Cockfosters station.’’

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He said in scared and softer voice,’’ damn I’m in potters bar station.’’

At this point I was getting really annoyed and I felt like kicking and punching something to get my pain out of my body.  He said,’’ that he’ll come as soon as possible.’’  When he arrived at Cockfosters station I shouted and got angry because we were now in jeopardy because we could have missed the match. Tension was building up between us and we didn’t talk to each other for about half the train journey. We soon could not take it that we were not talking ...

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