My walk was Monteney school part of Wordsworth to S6. That triggered numerous memories for me, walking ever nearer with excitement growing, yearning to get there.
Looking forward to the last stretch and getting through the turnstiles, uplifted by thoughts of prior games navigating the crowds as I rushed directly to my spot on the kop, taking every step with a spring, awaiting the resumption of the drama that will inevitably unfold. Mick Lyons who never shirked a challenge. Meggo the ginger dynamo, and Zico!!!
Chapman scores after Marwood gets over another peach of a cross. Imre veradi carrying the ball up the pitch, every step getting nearer to us, then releasing a thunder blaster - goal!
Unleashing the energy of masses of people standing on the kop.
Irresistible through our fitness and suffocating the opposition.
The was no room to move when we hosted Liverpool, people crammed in every inch of space.
End of the game, everyone was high, now to get to get to the bus stop, down the steps, out and left, 2p paid.
Got to come back to reality now, apathy and sadness rules. But it's a matter of time before better times end this current purgatory.
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