It was a great and depressing night all in one
.And the rain,fucking hell,i was so cold and damp,spent all the night shivering.
But it was worth it.
I thought we'd done it,God knows we deserved it,i could already see myself sat watching us in Cardiff.And then from nowhere *shaking my head* .When their goal went in i knew we wouldn't win.I turned to the bloke i was sat next too at the end who i'd never met before or since,and we hugged each other.And the fucking pikey brighton fans at the end.Thats why i hate them because of their reaction at the end :evil:
