Seeing all the supporters in the sun, the same faces you have seen over the years getting older as we do,the announcer I could hardly make out what he was saying, the lovely green pitch and the massive cheer as the ref blows the whistle to start the season.
I dont miss my old dad 200 ft walking behind me talking to every fooker, him saying who is no.9 who is the no.4 every two mins and him screwing up my program that I was saving for later! (I do really but at the time it used to wind me up!).
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