Just got home. About to open a celebratory bottle. What a game! What a win!
Toney was top top superb. Everybody else was merely….excellent. Ajer and Nørgaard super excellent. I’ve no more words, except to say that I forgive Shandon his moment of madness.
I forgot my key for the Palace game. Didn’t realise until I left The Express (yes, I know it was an away game) about 10.30 ish. ‘er indoors wasn’t best pleased when I rang her to get out of bed to open up. Talk about the doghouse…
Busy early doors in the Dugout bar. No trouble getting in from the North Stand though. Guinness still watery and tasteless. Poured as if the place was on fire.
Shouts of “drink up please” from shortly after 7pm. Admittedly, it was thinning out by then.
Too many kind comments on here. He’s no longer our player. His time wasting after their goal might have been typically Neal but I hated him for it. Clearly annoyed Toney. Annoyed me even more. The little ****.