Stepping off my bus to encounter the gut-wrenching smell of thenearby breweries, I just knew it would be a stinker of a game.
As soon as I reached the Tynecastle gate, I was practically strip-searched by the police before being allowed in.
I bought a pie and went to my seat, which was so far up the steepstand that I felt like I had climbed Everest to reach it.
My pie did look burnt when I bought it, but even clarted in sauceI could only manage one bite.
It was so disgusting I'm sure even the Gorgie rats would haveturned their noses up at it!
The real disaster of the day was the …
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