FA Cup Quarter-Final, 09/03/03, 1.30pm
Quiet, mature anticipation
By David Hart
I'm forty years old, for God's sake. When will this feeling of excitement be
replaced by quiet, mature anticipation? Never, I hope! It's a wonderful
feeling looking forward to a Quarter Final, and what I miss in the local
build-up is at least partly compensated by knowing that the Mackems (who
took their defeat to the Golden boys predictably badly) are kicking
themselves for missing out on such a great chance of cup success.
Burnley. Not my favourite team or place...it conjures up memories of
defeat after defeat, GT's farewell being ruined, Lee Cook's injury and him
being jeered off by the home fans, being cold, and having my car done. Even
when we played them at the "home of football", I once traveled 270 miles
only for the game to be called off at 2.45pm.
So come on everyone, this is our moment. Just as we did at Sunderland, let's
sing our hearts out, let's not moan even if we go behind, let's celebrate
being in the last eight and celebrate supporting the Golden Boys like never
before...and for the fans and players who were at Turf Moor to say goodbye
to GT, let's take suitable revenge for the insults that were hurled at him,
See you on Sunday....I'll be the over excited one!