I missed my morning football match. I wouldn't have been able to play anyway. I set my alarm for 8:30am...after getting to bed at 4:30am. I was still pissed when I woke up. So I told the missus to ring my manager a tell him I'm ill. I then slept until 12:30.
I still feel rough as fuck today.
If United play that shite against Liverpool next Sunday, I feel I'll be taking Monday off work because I'll be paraletic.