Wigan and my mate Misery

So it's off on the chuff chuff to London today to enjoy some oysters with my Dad, Sister and any remaining friends of his still lurking this earth. After a massive dose of Omega 3 fish oils I will head up to Highbury and Islington to meet my mate Misery, who will ask me -

why I don't go to home games anymore
why I chose oysters over Arsenal, and,
when I'm moving back down South.

If you're in The Junction Bar after the match, you may see us. Misery looks a little like this -

I will be back tomorrow with post match mutterings and stories to tell. Now, I must have a shower.