The play-offs are such that every win is brilliant & every defeat fucking awful.
The only play-off games I have missed were the two against Palace (I was in Spain on holiday, and didn't cancel it or come home because I had a feeling that we wouldn't beat Palace).
Wigan away was great, but actually not as enjoyable as keeping City out of the play-offs the week before.
Wigan at home was nerve racking, but apart from them hitting the post early I can't remember thinking they were going to win.
Pikeys away, we were robbed. Pissed all over them for most of the game & got done by a dodgy free kick. The only other
thing I remember was that it was like the OK Corral that night.
Pikeys at home. Two of the best goals you will ever see (there's being one of them), but CHarlie Henry's goal almost made me cry (I know, soppy old cunt). We even hit the bar after & could have won it.
Pikeys at Selhurst Park, for the first time in fucking ages we scored first (and an early goal to boot). The odd thing was it was the worst we had played in the three games against the pikeys, but was an awesome night.
Blackburn away, Hot & Sunny. I remember a pub just outside Blackburn being absolutely rammed with Town Fans, Foley's goal (I ended up hugging some old codger I had never seen before or since).
Blackburn at Home, don't remember as much about this as the other games but expected us to win & we did.
Sunderland at Wembley - The most one sided 1-0 ever played. What was to come later has somewhat tarnished the memories but we were awesome that day apart from our finishing. Champers in Wembley car park which the Sunderland fans shared with us (they were very gracious, possibly because they had half an idea that it was them that would end up in Div 1).
Tranmere at Home, dream start 2 up inside 5 mins & 3-0 at half time. Was a bit concerned that their goal might play a part but all in all a great day.
Tranmere away, Another pub that was rammed with Red & White and one of the most nerve wracking games I can remember (just getting us ready for worse to come two weeks later). As others have mentioned the Tranmere fans after were first class & we were off to Wembley again.
Leicester, a game that everyone that was there will always remember. Remember getting there late & trying to get a couple of pints in quickly in the ground. The game itself was like a dream for an hour, like a nightmare for the next 15 mins, but after that strangely I thought we were going to win. Leicester seemed to have used up so much energy getting back in the game that we had chances to win after that. Chalkies dive/assualt & Bodins pen (I couldn't watch Bodin so I just watched the net). I have the photo from the Adver taken from behind the goal of Bodin taking the penalty & the keeper diving the wrong way
. Champers in the car park again, although the Leicester fans didn't want to join in.
Brighton at Home, mullered them & somehow lost 1-0. Was strangely optimistic for the second leg as we had played very well.
Brighton Away, shit weather (was in the pub by the ground when the thunderstorm & torrential rain hit). shit ground (was in the poxy bit of the stand down the side. We played well again & when we got in front I thought we had done enough until that cunt Virgo scored. Knew then that we would lose on pens (and so we did). Then we had to put up with those fucking gayboys trying to goad us into a fight rather than celebrating. In fact it was so bad that I actually wanted City to beat them in the Final.
Charlton at home, another game we should have won more comfortably but was confident we could finish the job up there.
Charlton away, had gone up there on Boxing day when we threw away 2 points by letting them score a 90th min equalizer with only 9 men, but that was nothing with what was to come. After going 2-0 down & having Greer sent off we all thought it was curtains. But up popped Danny, Danny Warrrrrddddd to give us a lifeline. Then when they had a man sent off at the end of normal time you just got the feeling that it might be our night after all (although you dare not actually say anything). A then, all those years after losing the semi on Penalties we scored 5 out of 5 & won. My abiding memory was of Austin racing the length of the pitch to jump in the crowd at our end.
Millwall, two word describe this game/day "FUCKING SHITE"
