Wigan in the cup two years ago, about ten of us went downstairs to the bar after the third, some of the lads had there young kids with them and they stayed in there seats all distraught, they really all thought it was gonna be our year to win something.
Had about 4-5 pints each, ended up diving under the shutter so we could get another beer as they went to close. After about 15 minutes of the 2nd half we [Poor language removed] off to the Chepstow and got smashed, have never left like that before or since but that day felt like the [Poor language removed] was kicked out of me, kopites in work ran riot all week and I couldn't even muster a reply. Think we played City in the next game and half the lads just didn't bother going, they couldn't even give there tickets away for free, but what a game, agony to ecstasy in a week....