It's half 11, Ben has just shown up and we are hanging about my Mum's house waiting to go and watch Orient. This is going to be my last time at Brisbane Road for quite a while so it should be a fairly emotional one. I've been going for 17 years now and, despite the fact that they have never been anything other than awful the whole time, I could never love another club. I would never even take another club out for a quiet drink. Orient, and football in general, are going to leave a big hole in my life and it's one of those ones which I don't know how I'm going to be able to fill. I use football as a social lubricant for situations when I would otherwise be at a complete
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