On saturday,at 5:10pm,i had this massive wave of dread,the kind of feeling you get sat in the waiting room of your dentists,sweaty palms,armpits getting a bit clamy and for the next 90 mins i got on the rollercoster and got off it at the end,grinning like a cheshire cat and wooping late into the night...
sunday morning and i woke up with the feeling of jet lag,i had to watch the match again just to make sure it wasn`t a dream...
and even after watching it for about the 20th time,when that board goes up to indicate 5mins added on,i still think them rag twats are going to score....
not this time my blue brothers(and sisters)....it`s our time...
roll on the 14th may,i can not fucking wait....woop woop......