JonnyRed(WCFC)
Don't fear the reaper....
..for yesterday!
Loved it all...from the train journey up the anticipation was just bubbling in me for the whole experience, and I wasnt let down (and I knew I wouldnt be).
Im going to totally over use a word now that just sums it all up best..
Proper fans
Proper ground
Proper beer
Proper food
Proper atmosphere
Even the police horse manure I stepped in coming out the ground after was proper!!

Nowt fake or plastic..the spirit and style Wilder has got going is evident and I latched onto it immediately..Scunthorpe played the pantomime villain role perfectly which added to it.. one of the little side moments of the game that will stick with me was seeing Wilder charging out of his technical area after the loose ball that bounced out of play to keep the Blades momentum going with a quick throw, like the excited kid kicking a ball along the pavement after school and it goes into the road and he rushes to retrieve his most treasured possession before a big nasty car comes along and squashes it!!
The final whistle came too quick...the Blades deserved to win, if it had been a boxing match it probably wouldve been stopped in the first half as the Blades had the Iron penned back on the ropes until that HT whistle saved them.
So I say thank you to Sheffield for welcoming me in, it felt like it was saying it without saying it if you know what I mean..and to all the people I met and spoke to before , during and after the game some of whose names I never found out. A special thank you to WhiteHawk and his two Scunny friends for looking after me all day (and putting up with me!) and to the welcome I got after in the Beer Engine from Foxy Linz brownie raul and silverfox
Nows the bit where I sound like a big gals blouse..
I felt a tinge of sadness to leave
but the train ride back I was able to sit back and go back and rewind the day with my happily beer fuzzed brain!
And yes..I'd like to do it again and come back for a bit more!
Just don't you dare leave that haven that is BDTBL, its the only place where the Blades spirit lies.
Loved it all...from the train journey up the anticipation was just bubbling in me for the whole experience, and I wasnt let down (and I knew I wouldnt be).
Im going to totally over use a word now that just sums it all up best..
Proper fans
Proper ground
Proper beer
Proper food
Proper atmosphere
Even the police horse manure I stepped in coming out the ground after was proper!!
Nowt fake or plastic..the spirit and style Wilder has got going is evident and I latched onto it immediately..Scunthorpe played the pantomime villain role perfectly which added to it.. one of the little side moments of the game that will stick with me was seeing Wilder charging out of his technical area after the loose ball that bounced out of play to keep the Blades momentum going with a quick throw, like the excited kid kicking a ball along the pavement after school and it goes into the road and he rushes to retrieve his most treasured possession before a big nasty car comes along and squashes it!!
The final whistle came too quick...the Blades deserved to win, if it had been a boxing match it probably wouldve been stopped in the first half as the Blades had the Iron penned back on the ropes until that HT whistle saved them.
So I say thank you to Sheffield for welcoming me in, it felt like it was saying it without saying it if you know what I mean..and to all the people I met and spoke to before , during and after the game some of whose names I never found out. A special thank you to WhiteHawk and his two Scunny friends for looking after me all day (and putting up with me!) and to the welcome I got after in the Beer Engine from Foxy Linz brownie raul and silverfox
Nows the bit where I sound like a big gals blouse..
I felt a tinge of sadness to leave
And yes..I'd like to do it again and come back for a bit more!
Just don't you dare leave that haven that is BDTBL, its the only place where the Blades spirit lies.

