For me it's the 'were Queens Park Rangers, we're top of the league' and 'Taarabt's too good for you' chants.... There was no expectation, so it was completely uncontrived. 2-1 vs Cardiff - hugging the guy next to me when Taarabt scored the winner! Great great days!
I think it was the complete surrealism of it all for me. Having completely no expectation of achieving anything that season other than avoiding relegation, the realisation that we might actually go up after suffering fourteen years of pain was akin to an outer body experience. Faurlingate pissed on the party somewhat, but then you've always got to expect something like that with QPR. They never fully let you immerse yourself in the experience without a degree of anxiety.
I looked forward all week to the next game. At the minute I am sometimes forgetting the day or kick off time for our next game.
That unbeaten run was magic & also last game against leeds with the poss points deduction, was walking to the ground then heard loud roar & confirmed on radio that we was clear & had won the championship, result was irrelevent emotional.
Colin instead of Arry. Adel instead of Kranscjar. Derry instead of Henry. Ale instead of Jenas. Routledge instead of Hoillet. Go get them instead of we are class take it slow.
Good football, going into the last 10 minutes needing a goal and knowing we were going to get it. I'm not even sure if we will get a goal every couple of games now. That was the last season I enjoyed.
