Excellent match all round, both sides wanted to play football, in the first half we shaded it, the goal was a scramble but who cares. Penalty equaliser was harsh but we would have wanted it had it been given the other way.
In the second half Blackburn started to dominate for a while, they were a lot bigger than our lads, and for some strange reason Mick Harford appeared to be playing for them, I am sure he is over age by now.
Martin spilled a free kick and it was bundled over the line. It looked all over at this stage, but we kept battling at the back, although by this stage were resorting to long balls for Gatting to chase. On one of these the Rovers keeper ran out to a another punt, completely missed the ball as it came through and Gatt squeezed it through a narrow angle into an empty net, and 50 bobble hats were thrown into the air in joy.
By this stage a lot of the players were tiring, and some of the tackles were X-rated, how the referee kept 22 on the pitch was quite an achievement.
Into extra time and we seemed to get a second wind, and again were playing the better of two tired teams. Another long ball through to Gatting, who used his strength to shrug off the centre half and slammed it into the far corner. By this stage the Costa Crew were in full voice and the Rovers fans were sticking cotton wool in their ears as yet another out of tune rendition of GOSBTS echoed around Ewood.
We then RAN the Northern monkeys and took out the windows on a few pubs, which were quickly OWNED by Yorkie and Ned.
In the second half Blackburn started to dominate for a while, they were a lot bigger than our lads, and for some strange reason Mick Harford appeared to be playing for them, I am sure he is over age by now.
Martin spilled a free kick and it was bundled over the line. It looked all over at this stage, but we kept battling at the back, although by this stage were resorting to long balls for Gatting to chase. On one of these the Rovers keeper ran out to a another punt, completely missed the ball as it came through and Gatt squeezed it through a narrow angle into an empty net, and 50 bobble hats were thrown into the air in joy.
By this stage a lot of the players were tiring, and some of the tackles were X-rated, how the referee kept 22 on the pitch was quite an achievement.
Into extra time and we seemed to get a second wind, and again were playing the better of two tired teams. Another long ball through to Gatting, who used his strength to shrug off the centre half and slammed it into the far corner. By this stage the Costa Crew were in full voice and the Rovers fans were sticking cotton wool in their ears as yet another out of tune rendition of GOSBTS echoed around Ewood.
We then RAN the Northern monkeys and took out the windows on a few pubs, which were quickly OWNED by Yorkie and Ned.
