So the night arrived, what could be so difficult about lying down for eight hours, albeit outside…? Well, it wasn’t as easy as I thought.
The night started with our arrival at Emirates Old Trafford, and my first image was that of people carrying bags and bags of stuff, along with a load of cardboard, towards the meeting point in the members lounge. As I looked down at my small ground mat and what looked like a tiny sleeping bag, my gut feeling was that I was very un-prepared.
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