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I'm not normally one for starting threads but I had to get this one down in writing. I don't think I've ever been to such opposite ends of the football emotional spectrum in a single game. What we saw tonight was absolutely incredible.I'm not ashamed to say I went into this game thinking we were going to get absolutely battered, and being a goal down in 37 seconds didn't really do a lot for my confidence on that one. Being 2 down inside the opening quarter of an hour just had me sat shaking my had, and given the way the game panned out I'm ashamed to say that I thought to myself "if this is 4-0 by half time I'm going to seriously considering going home" (justification being that me and the mrs are both at work tomorrow and needed to eat etc). I didn't even celebrate the first goal, as impressive as it was, because I just thought "that'll be 5-1 instead of 5-0 then". I was feeling so cynical at that point, that just as the hoof went up immediately before we scored that first goal I just said "what's the point in that". Needless to say Stacey was amused at the outcome.Queue the second half. I have no idea what DS said to the guys at half time but it clearly seemed to work. When the second goal went in I was back to cautious optimism, with a side order of screaming my head off and trying to get behind the lads. Coming into the last 5 minutes, after the red card, I was thinking that extra time suited us more than them (obviously) given the extra-man advantage. What happened next was surreal....firstly, was the clock running early or something because I'm sure we played almost 10 minutes of injury time, 5 of which were played before the board even went up? Then to have a goal line clearance from them, followed by THAT shot off the post and straight back to Woods, followed by a break and us scoring (a winner no less) in injury time...I just didn't know what to do with myself. Trying to answer the phones at work tomorrow with this throat is going to be interesting.That game is going to live on in my memory for a long time to come. Cup game or no, that was absolutely epic.Anyone care to add anything?
Great post. Small point though: you and your missus could have availed yourself of some of the top quality pies now on sale at the ground...
One thing that appears apparent, is that this group of players are not going to roll over, like we have for the last 18 months.
It`s one defeat FFS! Yes a poor performance there`s no doubt, bu for me, it`s how the players react to that defeat in the next game that counts, it`s whether or not they show the desire to put things right.
Ok, so here's the challenge folks. How do we start a match with that atmosphere?
I too turned to my son after their second goal and said we would be leaving if it got to 0-5.You could hear a pin drop in the South stand until Syers goal and then "ALL HELL BROKE LOOS