Sunday, 20 April 2008

After the party......

After nearly eight months of planning, effort and achievement the party was, when it arrived at Exeter, one to savour. And how the creators of our ecstasy must have celebrated. Singing, and no doubt dancing, long into the night.

The following day my world seemed just grey and flat. The Champagne laced with adrenalin served only to dull the brain, making any sensible thought a step too far.

‘Did we really play in red shorts?’, I enquired of my brother. The night before no more than a footnote in the Times….’promoted’.

And then on Thursday of last week, I checked my diary and was surprised to read that the season wasn’t over. How could I have forgotten the long standing commitment to go up to Halifax to meet old friends.

Arriving at the Shay was a stark reminder that the last partygoers, probably about ten years ago, stripped the place of all fixtures and fittings. The ground a forlorn and windswept rusting hulk.

Gosh, how we all tried to be cheerful. Even the players attempted to raise our spirits. A brief injection of pace and purpose by Kirk Hudson and a few ‘step-overs’ by Joel Grant added a bit of zest to ameliorate our combined hangovers.

0v0.……….and thoughts turned to Tuesday evening.

The final home game. A full house. The presentation of the Blue Square Premier Trophy…….who would have predicted that, as we kicked off the season at Kidderminster, way back in August of last year?

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