Apparently nobody likes Millwall, but they don’t care. It’s admirable but after hearing it 327 times in an hour you do wonder who they’re trying to kid. They must be the most insecure fans in the country, spending their time between matches sitting on a urine soaked mattress, rocking gently, like a Romanian Orphan. They even shave their hair like Romanian Orphans, although I’m told it’s less to do with lice and more to do with them trying to show the world how hard they are. Now if walking around picking fights with random strangers isn’t a sign of insecurity, I don’t know what is.
Anyway, we played them in a game of Football. They took an early lead via Trotter after dominating the first half. Posh started stronger in the second but were hit by a Hamer Bouazza goal after 55 minutes. Most teams would have given up there and then, but Posh still possess a never say die attitude and after an excellent 10 minute spell Lee Frecklington pulled one back. Millwall were shell shocked and 3 minutes later could only watch as Paul Taylor scored a 30 yard screamer. Millwall regrouped and spent the last 15 minutes bombarding the Posh goal, Paul Jones produced a string of fine saves to keep them at bay and defend a valuable away point.