Nigel Goes To A Wolves Match

Tom the Scientist was home yesterday for the football and had a spare ticket …..  Darrell was desperate to go but unfortunately had a very pressing engagement with his hairdresser and I had already arranged to go shopping with Auntie Jan, so that just left Nigel …. who sat gazing longingly up at Tom with his best puppy dog eyes from the bottom step of the stairs … waiting to see if he would be next in line to be asked …..

We then realised that Nigel had never actually been to a Wolves match before ….. so the die was caste  ……. Nigel would go to the “ball” …. on the proviso that his behaviour was beyond exemplary and that he was to hold on to the bottom of Tom’s jacket at all times, especially when going through the turnstiles ….. oh ….  and he was not pester Tom for a beefburger or hotdog!!

Nigel’s excitement was both tangible and palpable, and Tom was a little worried that he might spontaneously combust, but, bless him, Nigel managed to keep a tight rein on his emotions even when walking past a burger van ….. however, Tom on seeing Nigel putting his aforementioned beyond exemplary behaviour into action decided that Nigel deserved a burger ….. with (at Nigel’s “polite” request) extra bacon, extra extra onions, a slice of rubber cheese  plus mustard, mayo and ketchup on top,  as it was all part of embracing  the Wolves pre-match experience, and especially as it was Nigel’s first time. Tom hoped that in time it would become one of Nigel’s most treasured memories, even if Wolves are having a bit of a anus horribilis at the moment!!

Once inside Nigel was overcome by the awe and wonder of the occasion …. the bright lights, being part of a huge crowd, singing “Hi Ho Wolverrrrhamton” …….

….. willing Wolfie and Wendy to come over to him and pat his head and shake his hand …….

….. and the deliciousness of a cup of stewed tea proffered by the person in front from their flask and a hot cross bun at half time….. even though the match ended in a draw Nigel was totally entranced. He came back with a very croaky voice, desperate to be a mascot coming out of the tunnel with the team at his next match (??) and vowing to save all his pocket money to buy an Early Bird season ticket and a replica kit ….. what is he like?