I'm fucking ruined, really would rather not be working right now.
Took about 3 hours to get home, mission.
Great to meet/see all you again, too many names to mention individually, but be safe in the knowledge you're all fit and last night was quality.
Even the over zealous stewards couldn't dampen the night, one came up to my face and told me to sit down and then a copper did, I just ignored them and concentrated on the game... They soon fucked off.
The lads seemed a bit reluctant to come and say thanks at the end of the match, wondered if they were told not to but ended up doing it anyway?