GreasyChipBeattie
Well-Known Member
...the end to yesterday's game and its possible effect on which division we play in next season was reminiscent of that fateful game in May 1981.
That day, we needed a result. A point would have been enough.
Late on at 0-0, Walsall get a penalty and score. Doom and gloom descends on Bramall Lane.
At 1-0 down, steeling ourselves for the piss-taking that would be to follow, we are awarded a last minute penalty. Euphoria and relief descends on Bramall Lane. A chance to preserve our 3rd division status and avoid the embarrassment of going down to the fourth tier of English football for the first time ever.
The penalty is saved. The doom and gloom re-descends but with even more potency than before.
The final whistle goes and it's over. Chance gone, cruelly whipped away from us.
And so to yesterday.
Knowing a win would keep us well on course to achieve our objective, only this time a much greater prize, we take a 1-0 lead.
On 85 minutes a penalty is awarded to the opposition. Doom and gloom descends on Bramall Lane.
On 87 minutes, the penalty is missed. Euphoria and relief descends on Bramall Lane.
Then, 30 seconds before the final whistle..........
You know the rest. It still stings too much to actually type the words.
It would be so easy to start thinking of other last day f**k ups, but instead, I'm going to console myself with the fact that sometimes, it does happen the other way round.
The greatest of these that I can remember is gaining promotion by scoring one more goal over the season than Hull City, who only managed to win 2-0 at Burnley in their last game, instead of the 3-0 they required.
I still don't think Leeds will win all their remaining fixtures.
I still think we can.
How that pans out remains to be seen, but if we are in the position of having to win the last game at Stoke to go up, it has to be our time to get the rub of the green, doesn't it?
COYRAWWizaaaaaaaaaaaaaaraarrrrrrrrrrrdddsss!!!
That day, we needed a result. A point would have been enough.
Late on at 0-0, Walsall get a penalty and score. Doom and gloom descends on Bramall Lane.
At 1-0 down, steeling ourselves for the piss-taking that would be to follow, we are awarded a last minute penalty. Euphoria and relief descends on Bramall Lane. A chance to preserve our 3rd division status and avoid the embarrassment of going down to the fourth tier of English football for the first time ever.
The penalty is saved. The doom and gloom re-descends but with even more potency than before.
The final whistle goes and it's over. Chance gone, cruelly whipped away from us.
And so to yesterday.
Knowing a win would keep us well on course to achieve our objective, only this time a much greater prize, we take a 1-0 lead.
On 85 minutes a penalty is awarded to the opposition. Doom and gloom descends on Bramall Lane.
On 87 minutes, the penalty is missed. Euphoria and relief descends on Bramall Lane.
Then, 30 seconds before the final whistle..........
You know the rest. It still stings too much to actually type the words.
It would be so easy to start thinking of other last day f**k ups, but instead, I'm going to console myself with the fact that sometimes, it does happen the other way round.
The greatest of these that I can remember is gaining promotion by scoring one more goal over the season than Hull City, who only managed to win 2-0 at Burnley in their last game, instead of the 3-0 they required.
I still don't think Leeds will win all their remaining fixtures.
I still think we can.
How that pans out remains to be seen, but if we are in the position of having to win the last game at Stoke to go up, it has to be our time to get the rub of the green, doesn't it?
COYRAWWizaaaaaaaaaaaaaaraarrrrrrrrrrrdddsss!!!