In a moment of sheer and utter joy, reminiscent of Jonny's drop goal for England, my last match at Sheffield Wednesday before moving away was marked with an injury time winning goal for Graeme Lee. We were not confident - Bristol came into it top of the league after an 11-match winning streak, the Wednesday team was threadbare due to injury and we'd had that terrible game against Blackpool during the week - predictions were for a 2 or 3 goal whupping.
It wasn't the most beautiful game, but the Owls really wanted it, and it would have been unjust had we lost. A blatant handball penalty just before halftime was not seen by the terrible ref. Pie-munching Kevin Pressman showed true class with some cracking saves - one was premiership quality. Alan Quinn was at his pugilistic best, all over the field and the other players. 24,000 fans giving it their all. That's 9 points from 3 games, and we're now in 12th place, 6 points away from the playoffs. Who knows.......
Read about it here.
So, that's my last game this season. Last chicken balti pie. There are a few matches between South Africa and Brazil, but they collide with a short stop to Ireland and Eleanor's wedding, so no go. Perhaps Squizz will let me scab the odd season ticket seat next year...??
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