Mellor 3 Ward 4
Well-known member
Major confession here.
I did not go despite having a ticket.
My cousin had chosen that day to get married - planned a year in advance - and if I hadn't gone I would have been excommunicated from the entitre family. Any hope of being included in any of the family wills would have gone straight out the window.
At Christmas of course it didn't seem to matter that I would be missing the last game - 10 or was it 12 points adrift it looked all over.
However as we clawed it back I just knew it was going to go to the last game.
When I walked out of the Goldstone the week before I still couldn't get my head around the fact that I was going to miss the most important game in the club's history.
I got a ticket - just in case he or she had cold feet at the last minute - no such luck - so I gave my ticket to a mate 2 days before the game.
The Wedding went well, and I sat at the reception playing with my food and trying to make small talk whilst my thoughts were miles away.
When the game started I put my portable radio on with earpiece, and listened as Kerry put through his own goal.
The speeches were ok - however I think it was the Best Man's whose was interrupted by a massive YEEEEESSSS! as Robbie equalised - everybody just turned and glared at me but I really didn't care!
For the last few minutes I went and sat in the car, but listening was actually too painful by that time so I went to the toilet and just sat there until I knew it would be over.
My wife then cam in and told me it was all over - it then turned into a fantastic night!
I did not go despite having a ticket.
My cousin had chosen that day to get married - planned a year in advance - and if I hadn't gone I would have been excommunicated from the entitre family. Any hope of being included in any of the family wills would have gone straight out the window.
At Christmas of course it didn't seem to matter that I would be missing the last game - 10 or was it 12 points adrift it looked all over.
However as we clawed it back I just knew it was going to go to the last game.
When I walked out of the Goldstone the week before I still couldn't get my head around the fact that I was going to miss the most important game in the club's history.
I got a ticket - just in case he or she had cold feet at the last minute - no such luck - so I gave my ticket to a mate 2 days before the game.
The Wedding went well, and I sat at the reception playing with my food and trying to make small talk whilst my thoughts were miles away.
When the game started I put my portable radio on with earpiece, and listened as Kerry put through his own goal.
The speeches were ok - however I think it was the Best Man's whose was interrupted by a massive YEEEEESSSS! as Robbie equalised - everybody just turned and glared at me but I really didn't care!
For the last few minutes I went and sat in the car, but listening was actually too painful by that time so I went to the toilet and just sat there until I knew it would be over.
My wife then cam in and told me it was all over - it then turned into a fantastic night!