Frosted Lucky Charms, so said the advert, were magically delicious. I don’t know about delicious but MOIST enterained our own Frosted Lucky Charms during the Reds game and they proved to be magically something.
In the interests of disclosure for ‘Frosted’ read drunk and for ’something’ read drunk.
Firstly, I’m pretty sure all you loyal MOISTheads ar
e thinking, “Hey, where’s the tee?” Apologies for the delay in it’s appearance and apologies for me using an old idea but it seemed perfect for the day.
The old Naoki Swoosh, good times.
As you all know there were 62,000 in the Nissan for the game and a hell of a lot of them were in blue. It was nice to see so many turn out and, hopefully, it won’t just be opening day fun and a lot of them will come back. The Nissan is a quiet place with 17,000 
kicking around in it. Here’s wishing we can make every game a 25,000+ attendance.
As is the tradition with the Marinos at the end of a good win the umbrellas come out. Loved by Marinos fans and hated, apparently, by fools with no sense who support second rate opposition, like the Reds, it’s always a good feeling to have a quick
twirl at the end of the game. And, as MOIST proved today, the umbrellas double as handy rain blockers.
One thing you can say about the Reds, actually I could say a lot of things about the Reds but right now I mean nice things, is that they do have a great support. Oh, to have 55,000 a game at the Nissan. If you look at the photos you’ll see big gaps amongst the Reds fans. Don’t let that fool you. They were out in force for 90 minutes but, sadly for them, they lost and quickly skuttled home, tails between their legs. Long train ride home to Saitama (or Chiba, or Tokyo, or Osaka, or wherever their “loyal” fans come from), lads.
Now, MOIST has a confession to make. When MOIST started it was a hardcore two. In essence it is still a hardcore two but in reality half of the hardcore two is in a different country and MOIST now wanders a lonely path of isolation, lifted only by fleeting moments of companionship with fellow travellers beating the Marinos path. Either that of drinking heavily. Maybe it is time for MOIST to expand beyond two? Perhaps make business cards and lamenate them? A secret handshake? And, most importantly, a 20 pound memebership fee. Please contact MOIST for bank details.
Notable potential MOIST members are Nick, far left of the photo, who is MOIST’s graphic designer and Brendan, not in any of the Reds photos but
in the Lopes and Kawai ones, who is my translator in chief. The tubby little chap in the middle on the left and in the photo on the right is one of MOIST’s Frosted Lucky Charms. Cheers for the help, Phil.
And, finally, who could forget Sheva, the bar of bars. One of its star attractions is the man who passed out 25 minutes into the 8-1 game and woke up with 10 minutes left, conveniently missing all 9 goals. Ishi, we salute you:
I’m the only thing holding him up, you realise, because his legs certainly aren’t.
