It seems that now that Jules, Sandra and Fatkins have joined as paying englandfans obtaining tickets to England’s international matches has become a lot easier. The tickets this time were apparently in the band section so although we were going to be close to the ground it was guaranteed to be a noisy experience with the band behind us.

We decided to head to Wembley from Baker Street which was a bit closer than Piccadilly Circus. The area around Baker Street itself was absolutely heaving with revelers with everyone spilling practically on to the road in the nearby pubs. Despite the apparently mania however things were fairly calm and there was no sign of trouble anywhere. The Met Line into Wembley was quite quick although once again packed to the seams and very warm. No singing and dancing by supporters this time though as there was hardly any room to do so.

The Build-up

As anyone who knows history would have probably realised there was going to be quite a bit of feeling around this “friendly” between England and Germany. As a result the England and German fans were notably separated from the outset though that didn’t stop taunts being shouted across the barriers:

This spirt continued on during the match and I almost felt a bit sorry for the Germanys as the English were almost abusive with their cheering. As expected the band were in great form and were a constant source of support for the England fans and the England team.

The Game

It was a disappointing 1-2 loss by England as I think that at the very least they should have come away with a draw. When England scored early I thought the team was on target for a good result but then an awful error by the England keeper let Germany back in to level the score at 1-1.

Despite England seeming to have all the opportunities throughout the game it was Germany who managed to capitalise on their chances and sadly England walked away with 1-2 scoreline.

It wasn’t all a loss though as I had plenty of up-close views of Mr David Beckham, and he was in fairly good form.

Getting home from Wembley

Our seats were waaaaaay on the wrong side of the stadium to make getting to the tube station easy so by the time that Fatkins and I got there the queues stretched all the way up Wembley Way. To ensure that no one on the platform was accidentally pushed off and on to the train tracks the queues were being held up at various stages by lines of horses. It took us over an hour to move about two hundred metres but at least we weren’t fighting to get on to the tube once we got to the platform.

More photos here.