Chelsea new years day, mid 2000s was the worst atmosphere, something like half eleven kick off or some shit like that, everyone was fucked.
I turned down taking my kids the Wolves game as I just couldn't be arsed with an 8pm kick off on a Saturday night, don't get home until half 11 on night matches, day totally gone. In 2010, I was struggling with the shite, new baby costs, then I got a run of 8pm Monday night games and it broke me and I stopped going the game after nearly 40 years.
Mates who live down south jacked as it was messing up weekends too much, especially the night games.
It's all about telly though so will never change