The Ghostly Roar of Wembley…
Imagine this: Wembley, buzzing like a beehive, packed with proud Forest fans flexing their tree bark jerseys. Meanwhile, the City end looked like a ghost town—an eerie field where only echoes dared to roam. It seemed the Forest folks were ready to host a beach party in the stands, and City was all about studying invisibility tricks!
But hold onto your hats! Just as kick-off was about to commence, City fans pulled a disappearing act worthy of Houdini. Banners vanished, and bingo—there they were, filling the stands faster than a cheetah on pogo sticks! Pep Guardiola’s crew jumped to 1-0 faster than a squirrel dodging traffic and voila, the City end suddenly became the loudest rock concert this side of the Milky Way!
As chants of “Yaya Toure” and echoes of the legendary Poznan boomed, Forest fans clutched their metaphorical binoculars, wishing they’d spotted this twist before halftime. They sang, cheered, then vanished quicker than a magician’s rabbit. Let this be a lesson, folks—never judge a stadium by its empty seats or a team by its visible fans! City fans have mastered the art of the ghostly roar and snagged the day in the twilight at Wembley.
