When Dunc signed for Newcastle i was close, when Joe Royle left i was close but the 2005 season crushed me.
The 1st leg with Villareal left me with the tiniest bit of hope but as the 2nd leg unfolded the belief built inside me and when Dunc finally scored that header i celebrated silently as my wife had finally just gotten our baby son to sleep.
I had sat on the edge of my armchair during the whole game and whenever it had gotten tense i used my 2 year old daughters plastic chair to avert my eyes but when Dunc scored i raised that chair above my head like it was the FA cup or something, but then came the whistle, then came the wakening of my son as a childlishly smashed my daughter's plastic chair to smithereens.
But the tears they came whilst holidaying in Turkey as i had to watch the must gutless inept performance off my life versus Bucharest, which resulted in my drunken ass lying in a gutter crying outside a Turkish bar.