It is the day after the Central Coast Mariners' narrow escape against Sydney FC. That match has been forgotten as the Mariners are already on their way to China for the AFC Champions League. A group of 19 diehard supporters is not long behind them. We assemble at Sydney Airport and join the huge check-in lines, saying G'day to those Yellow Army members who are on the same Air China flight as us. George travels business class, and so does Paul, whose bad back would not make it through an all-night flight in economy class. We check in and assemble at the Terrace Bar for a few quiet ones before our 9pm take-off.Our flight takes 12 hours, but for the most part it's pleasant and uneventful. We're not up for partying as there is a whole week of that ahead of us. I would like to say I had a great sleep, but that would be stretching it. And speaking of stretching: there's absolutely no legroom for a fellow of average Australian height such as myself!
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