13.5.12. 93:20

Every time I watch the goal I always manage to pick out someone in the crowd who is barely celebrating and just stood there smiling. Can never get my head around how you can’t go fucking mental and end up in a different row to where you started in a moment like that.
 
Can someone enlighten me… there was some sort of club/event nearby that had been organised for straight afterwards, maybe a social club,’remember going there after - was totally twatted so have no idea where it was and have mever found it since! Near Beswick maybe? Just loads of blues in some downstairs bar/club singing heads off…
 
Best day of my life and was on MOTD running to the camera at full time haha. Never seen so much sniff in the stands before was bags galore.
 
The one and only time I felt physically knackered after a match it felt like I had played the fucking game
I know what you mean.

While we were waiting for the lift on CBL3, I felt emotionally drained; absolutely fucked.

And I had to drive our then-2 year-old grandson back to York after the match.
 

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