Turns out a trip to the Lane tomorrow won't quite work into my schedule so I'm doing the next best thing.
I'm driving 5 hours just to watch it with my gooner brother in his mostly gooner pub. I've had to endure those plastics ganging up on me and singing about the "gap" in the past but this time I would not miss the looks of fear and disappointment on their faces for anything. 22 more hours. I cannot wait.
I used to watch the derby in local pubs in Hackney but after we lost 1-0 and I almost lamped this posh cunt next to me, had to leave the pub and fell out with my bird for 24 hours (not my proudest moment) I can only watch it either at home or in Spurs pubs now.
Good luck my son. You are a braver man than me.