By Shirley Gavin
I’m not saying it wasn’t a good day for the few that travelled to Stamford Bridge last Saturday, but was it as exciting as listening to the Radio on the sofa at my brother Jim’s house?
I was having a lazy afternoon and thumbing through the papers, with the radio on in the background. I didn’t have a ticket for the game, but we were heading for a trouncing anyway – weren’t we?
Uh oh, two nil down – but wait a minute, did Stead just score before half time?
The phone rang, it was my brother. He had been in hospital over Christmas and was gutted to miss the Notts County game. Recuperating at home he said: “Why don’t you come over and listen with us? I’ve got some mates over and a few beers.” So me, my sister Jackie and Katie (she writes for Width of a Post) went over…
So we listened to the excitement of the commentary on Radio Leeds. The roar of the crowd, and the relentless singing and chanting by the City faithful. Watching Final Score, with an occasional update and the latest score flashing up on screen. Was this really happening ?
My brother was punching the air whilst dancing in his seat. Flinging his arms around his wife, he wacked a cushion disturbing the sleeping cat. Who could sleep at a time like this?
His blood pressure up. “Let’s do a Conga round the garden”, he said. But on a cold January day, let’s just say the spirit was willing but the flesh was weak! We had to restrain him.
It has been the best tonic for him, and we’re hoping he will be fit and well enough to attend the next round. Bring on Sunderland and a packed Valley Parade….
A big congratulations to Phil and The Team
And a special Thank You to “The Bradford Boys Making All The Noise”.