... has arrived.
It was so hard to leave Roker Park after all the incredible games and atmospheres we'd witnessed.
I stood on every terrace, including the 'away' section under the scoreboard, and sat in every stand over many years ...
... since we left I've avoided the area so, in my mind, it's still there.
I've stayed in Sunderland for games and been in hotels around Roker but have made sure I've never walked past and asked taxis to take the long way round. If I close my eyes I could walk around every inch of the place, inside and out. I know every cut through, every turnstile and every step of the Fulwell End.
I always knew leaving was the right thing to do but it was still heartbreaking and I thought I'd never love the Stadium of Light ...
... but after Sunday I've finally fallen in love with the place.
Looking back now there's been so many incredible goals, from Defoe to Woltemade, and so many wonderful games from Coventry to Chelsea, I have to say I love the place. As I left on Sunday a passing lass grinned at me, pointed to her two young teenagers and said, 'They think this is normal' then rolled her eyes.
On Sunday night I got home at 10pm, poured a glass of rum and raised a glass to Roker Park ...
... like an old love I'll never forget you but, times have changed and now it's time to move on.
Thanks for the memories, thanks for all the great times ... lots of love and you'll always be in my heart.
It was so hard to leave Roker Park after all the incredible games and atmospheres we'd witnessed.
I stood on every terrace, including the 'away' section under the scoreboard, and sat in every stand over many years ...
... since we left I've avoided the area so, in my mind, it's still there.
I've stayed in Sunderland for games and been in hotels around Roker but have made sure I've never walked past and asked taxis to take the long way round. If I close my eyes I could walk around every inch of the place, inside and out. I know every cut through, every turnstile and every step of the Fulwell End.
I always knew leaving was the right thing to do but it was still heartbreaking and I thought I'd never love the Stadium of Light ...
... but after Sunday I've finally fallen in love with the place.
Looking back now there's been so many incredible goals, from Defoe to Woltemade, and so many wonderful games from Coventry to Chelsea, I have to say I love the place. As I left on Sunday a passing lass grinned at me, pointed to her two young teenagers and said, 'They think this is normal' then rolled her eyes.
On Sunday night I got home at 10pm, poured a glass of rum and raised a glass to Roker Park ...
... like an old love I'll never forget you but, times have changed and now it's time to move on.
Thanks for the memories, thanks for all the great times ... lots of love and you'll always be in my heart.