I have had a few moments watching the lads, beating the Mags, the Semi at Old Trafford being particular stand outs for me personally but the sheer audacity of the result, the timing and the pure shock and disbelief that something great was happening to the club I love whilst sharing this with my mates has never been surpassed.
Seeing that many people surrounded by absolute joy, unbridled was a feeling you rarely experience. I could care less about the promotion aspect, yes, another 46 games in the championship was not something one would look forward to but neither is the prospect of being pumped on a regular basis in the PL. None of that really matters, that day was something else and I was steadfast in my belief that we would win, we just needed to score one, which on the face of it looked like a long shot, but looking back in slower time, maybe not, we were gradually tightening the screw.
Haway the f***ing lads.