By the time Tony Twain and his team rushed back to Nottingham overnight with the league title trophy, this ancient city was once again revitalized with all the Nottingham Forest fans partying all night on the streets, in bars and even in their own homes. The whole city was drunk.
Twain naturally drank till he was as drunk as a lord and did not keep track of how much alcohol. There was no need and intention to. Anyway, it was one glass after another, one bottle after another bottle. What was considered to fully enjoy drinking without restraint? It was to drink to one's heart's content!
Twain was finally carried home by Dunn. He had no idea what happened after he was drunk. When he got up the next day, he found that he had blanks in his memory. He could not remember what happened last night for the life of him.
The headache from the hangover made him lie in bed for a long time before he could sit up.
