If it's our year then we'll go up. Find your inner zen and give it a cuddle.
I feel like my head is fit to explode. I have spent the last few months filling in promotion calculators, creating spreadsheets showing fixtures and likely results for the contenders. I have watched first Derby and then Hull fall off the pace to leave just the three current challengers fighting it out. I have seen far too many last minute goals for even a healthy heart to withstand and here we are, just two games from the promised land.
The problem is, I just want it to all go away - I want to wake up on May 8th and realise we have done it. I have a real sense of dread about Monday's game against Derby, not because I think we will get beaten, more the what IF- then my head spins into another round of permutations of goal difference and what if scenarios.
For my sanity and my families, and not being able to get a ticket for Boro, my wife and I have booked to go away - we are going to be in the middle of nowhere in the Kent countryside, with limited phone reception and certainly no wi-fi. At around 2 o'clock I intend to walk to the nearest village where I should be able to get phone signal and pick up the last 15 to 20 minutes of the season.
Some of you might find this weird that I can't watch what would be our biggest game since Hereford, but I just can't, I simply wouldn't enjoy it. I never ever watch penalties and this would be like watching 90 minutes of penalties rolled into one!
If it's our year then we'll go up. Find your inner zen and give it a cuddle.
These moments will not come along too often in our lives so I'm savouring every second.
Sent from Konnie Huq's lingerie drawer.
Totally this, loving almost every minute.
Sometimes the journey is more fun than the destination.
I feel like my head is fit to explode. I have spent the last few months filling in promotion calculators, creating spreadsheets showing fixtures and likely results for the contenders. I have watched first Derby and then Hull fall off the pace to leave just the three current challengers fighting it out. I have seen far too many last minute goals for even a healthy heart to withstand and here we are, just two games from the promised land.
The problem is, I just want it to all go away - I want to wake up on May 8th and realise we have done it. I have a real sense of dread about Monday's game against Derby, not because I think we will get beaten, more the what IF- then my head spins into another round of permutations of goal difference and what if scenarios.
For my sanity and my families, and not being able to get a ticket for Boro, my wife and I have booked to go away - we are going to be in the middle of nowhere in the Kent countryside, with limited phone reception and certainly no wi-fi. At around 2 o'clock I intend to walk to the nearest village where I should be able to get phone signal and pick up the last 15 to 20 minutes of the season.
Some of you might find this weird that I can't watch what would be our biggest game since Hereford, but I just can't, I simply wouldn't enjoy it. I never ever watch penalties and this would be like watching 90 minutes of penalties rolled into one!
I'm just grateful to wake up at all!