Well still can't believe I got out of there in on piece, was with Phil and the boys on the metro after the game then it all went off and ended up aback on the platform surrounded with Stu and Garry, we must have stuck out like a sore thumb they were finger pointing and growling at us so we just put the head down and backed off to the back of the metro station, got on the next train and it went for ages before stopping, then got a taxi out of there, fukin moody place that is.
We should have known what was coming after Andrew got dipped at the airport and then we get the bus and metro to Nevsky but realized we was about one stop away from the-hotel, walked about 25 mins me, Stu, Mick and Andrew we started walking over the river bridge then 4 knobs came over asking are you liverpool, we sort of nodded then they all broke out with the Nazi chant Zeige Hail over and over again, we turned around and went in the first bar available they were still hanging around 30 mins later, after they went we then found our hotel.
Moody place it was like going back to the 70s and 80s in the UK.
Sorry for the lads that were not so lucky as our group on this trip.
Will be interesting on Thursday when they turn up in LIverpool for the return game.
