Cod Almighty | Diary

Leeds Festival memoirs

29 August 2022

Mr Target Demographic writes: Today's bank holiday diary comes to you currently from the A1 southbound on my way home to GY from the annual Leeds Festival, and what a festival it was! My personal highlights were Dave, Aj Tracey and, of course, the Arctic Monkeys. Despite all the fun and music I could not be more ready for a night's sleep where not I'm freezing for most then boiling as soon as the sun comes up. Not to mention my tent-pitching skills are about as good as Scott Vernon's finishing ability; by the morning it was like it had rained inside our tent.

Despite the lack of any good sleep, the Saturday was by far the best day of the festival not only because of Dave but the lack of signal gave the Town match even more suspense. I checked for 75 minutes and continuously saw us 1-0 down. To receive the notification in a crowd of people that Town had won 2-1 after thinking for three hours we had lost was one to the more emotional highs I felt this past weekend.

Not to mention while walking around Leeds fest in a Town shirt the amount of distant screams of "Mariners!" or "All Town aren't we" was staggering. My mates were sick of me by the end of the weekend due to the sheer number of shouty lads I seemed to attract. It wasn't just town fans that took the opportunity to say hello, all Forest fans I met were extremely pleasant, Crewe and Rangers' fans as well…you never quite realise the influence of our small town until you go to a place like that.

I think the main things I'll take away from Leeds fest this year are: I should learn how to pitch a tent without it being slack (this would have been helped if my friend brought the right equipment, mind); Grimsby are actually massive, way bigger than Lincoln and Scunny for whom I saw little support; and that everyone, and I mean everyone, thinks Tottenham are shit. Unfortunately that won't mean much to those who weren't at Leeds but I'll let you use your imagination.

I'm now going to finally get some decent rest and dream about Harry Clifton...

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