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I Might Have Been Wrong About Norwich

Given that they got drubbed today and went down. BUT my oh my, what an end to the season. Now I know that this post is not the most affirming of my femininity at first glance- but it is worthy of comment. As I drove back from London- I was captivated as first WBA then Palace then WBA were in line to stay up. What a dilemma- between childhood hero Bryan "Captain Marvel" Robson, and Luton old boy, Iain Dowie.

As the final whistle went tears were streaming down my face (alarmingly at that tricky bit where the North Circular and the A1 meet for 200 yards). It was all truly amazing!!!! I have to say that this end of season stuff has renewed my love of football... bring on August 13th!!

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Paul Windo said…
Amen, sister. Can't encourage my girlfriend to get excited like that - even with all the high drama of the last ten minutes on Sunday

Next season could test my loyalties - with Luton and Watford in the same division...
1:58 pm
Steveybabe said…
Hey Jude, am glad you appreciated such an intense end to the season! Boy I hadn't realised how much I'd been missing footy until now (having been out of the country for most of the season) Luton - bring on the premiership!
4:14 pm
Anonymous said…
It's not unfeminine to have a passionate response to a passionate situation (like relegation), why should it be? Why should excitement be masculine?!!

ps. I'm always sad that ANYONE has to go down - they're all winners to me :)
7:32 pm
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