Just finished watching it all. Tears of joy and sadness are rolling down my cheeks, the lost years of youth brought back to me by scenes of unbridled enthusiasm and never say die attitude, and that was just the fans. My son is 22 and I will tell him watch this, so he can retort to the jibes of. "You ain't got no istery." I will never forget the first match that I went to at "The Bridge". The pitch seemed miles away, due to the dog track around it, (against Tottenham), as a kid I was more in awe of the supporters and atmosphere than the football that was being played. I had to ask my uncle what the score was the next day, I knew we won but the occasion had got to me, rekon it was the first time I had been drunk on adrenalin. Hope someday my lad will will be doing the same thing as me, without the horrible memories of relegation and financial turmoil that nearly extinguished a fire that had been burning since 1905. Next time we lose, I will watch these clips and remember tomorrow brings new hope, and realise that football is supposed to be enjoyed, no matter how bad it seems at the time of the loss, wake up the next day and rejuvenate my enthusiasm, as the players had to, and did.
