I once had a dream that I played for Palace, In a match against the Albion it was nil- nil till the 90th minute, I then ran the length of the pitch to whack the ball (I think it was header thought) into my own net, I then ran over to the celebrating Albion fans, ripped off the red and blue shit and dived headfirst into the crowd, I was then carried by the fans all the way to Selhurst station, I don't think I ever got picked again.
just sayin like
I still have bad dreams about not scoring in the last minute of the REMF game when Stumpy Tim put me through on my wrong foot.