Horrible game. Truly horrible. Well let's start at the beginning. Having chosen not to sleep that night, I was tired but still buzzing for the game. The coach took two hours and we passed the Ricoh, which I've been to, and Villa park, which I haven't.(Exciting sentence that.) On arrival I went straight into the ground for the cheap price of.. 15.50. It's a good job I'm not an adult yet or I'd have to pay another 6 pound more. I took some pictures, then stood at the front and watched the players trained, A few coming over and talking to us and signing a child's programme. (The programme being 3 pound) The game started and we had a good first half, hitting the woodwork from a free-kick and our keeper making an american football style catch. At half time I had a steak and kidney pie which was absolutely lovely. Then the second half came, and it was dire. We played very poorly second half. Walsall scored, it was a good goal, and you were annoyed but accepted it was good. THAT, was until their player decided to celebrate in front of us, and the hate I now have for him his justified. A long trip home faced us, and an expensive and bad day was finished.