I came on the pitch to celebrate afterwards.
Indeed you did. ****ing hilarious day out that.
I came on the pitch to celebrate afterwards.
The Hereford one was far too nerve wracking for me to go completely batshit mental. I was up in the seats and yeah, I went a bit bananas when we scored, but the pressure was still too much to lose it completely.
Has to be Hereford. I literally started seeing stars when that went in, and felt like I was on the point of blacking out. Completely and utterly lost my shit.
Ulloa at Forest away last day of the season few years back.
It would have been a goal during our first season playing at pissfilled. Although I was over 40 by then, I'd never been an animated supporter. Something changed. Games had started to get to me. I can remember after more than one vital goal (but not too many more than one...because there weren't) a rush of blood to the head, and me tearing up and down the stairs in the middle of the Gordon Road stand, bellowing like an oaf, eyes bulging, heart rate 120, then having to search for my hat that had been flung skyward. [MENTION=6886]Bozza[/MENTION] has a photo of me in that hat somewhere (was published in Scars and Stripes). I have no idea what that goal was, but back then, any goal was of vital importance as we were much much shitter than the season before when we survived on the last day. We were so shit that completing three passes at some point during a game was unusually good. Geoff Minton was a virtual Pele compared with the other statues. After that I started a period of determined away following. Always the same faces appeared, at Mansfield, Chester, Rotherham, Tranmere, Carlisle, Exeter, Torquay, Hull, Wrexham etc. And yes, it was PotG. The trudge round the country of the grimly determined.
I'm the opposite of a glory hunter. I am highly attuned to what might go wrong (having courted disaster as Brighton supporters and in my wider life), and my first objective always is to feel secure, so I would always let rip more when we've staved off disaster than when we get a bit of glory. I enjoy glory - but it makes me feel serene. It will be a long time before I ever lose my shit again like I lost it at Gillingham.
What an excellent post. Thank you.
Was that a 2-1 defeat over 25plus years ago at their old ground where you couldn't see the corner flag because of the building/supermarket in the way? Or another game you are referring to? All I remember is a bloody long trek up there on a coach and Albion fans have a pop at each other at halftime because we were so pants!!!
Raphael Meades equaliser ?
When we came back to 3-3, after being 3-0 down, at 'home' to Colchester on Boxing Day. I'd broken my collar bone drunkenly falling off a lorry a week before.
I forgot about my injury and raised my affected limb when Emblen scored, to be reminded very quickly about the looseness in my shoulder area. I squealed like a little piggy and the lad behind me thought I'd injured myself celebrating the goal. Obviously, I always carry a sling around.
Stuart Stoooooooooorrreeeeer
And
In towards Ullllllllloooooaaaaaa
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