We won! An amazing game. I admit to thinking that we were doomed once Chelski scored, but we did really well. Our defence was outdone by a run from midfield but we changed our tactics and thanks to a dodgy second yellow card, Chelski were down to ten men and were punished.
It was strange watching it in an empty stadium but I am getting used to it. And it was great to see the reaction of Ian Wright when we scored, along with the sickly feeling Cashly tried to hide.
Needless to say, I am going to be unbearable when back at work. I had gone in yesterday to finish my paperwork and will need to do so today to complete it. It was annoying that we finished below The Scum, again, but at least for this season, I can keep asking the three supporters when they last won a trophy.
My son congratulated me at the end of the game, my daughter watching it with me. My wife was unaware we had got to the final, despite me telling her several times, an indication of how much she tunes me out when it comes to foot ball.
