I feel the Palace boys have come up for way too much stick from certain quarters and it doesn’t really help when you go onto your own supporters forums (looking for a little bit of hope and inspiration!) and you see such negative comments about our team and manager – so much of it disrespectful. I kind of expect it from a certain radio presenter from a certain national radio station, that gets paid to wind up all and sundry and get us into a frenzy. To be honest, he should have realised by looking at the fixture list he was on dodgy ground and if I had been Holloway in the last week of the season I would have got the team listening to his radio station to get them fired up for that last game against Peterborough. As it happens as much as I was satisfied we did our job on the day, I took only a small amount of pleasure of in us ramming those comments down the presenter’s throat – I did feel very sorry for the Posh going down as they certainly battled hard and played the game in the right way. They just left themselves too much to do in the end, but credit to them for giving themselves a fighting chance. I am sure they will bounce back soon.
Without dwelling on the negativity that we were given on the air, one thing that he kept on about was how we had fallen from the top spot in such dramatic style. I am sure most neutral football fans will agree that Cardiff were streets above the rest of us in this division, but as for the rest – we could all beat each other one day and lose the next. Look how we demolished Hull and then couldn’t win again until the last day. The problem is the Championship is all about form. As much as you can go on unbeaten runs (like we did) and everything is rosy and only going one way (up) – form can also go the other way (like we did) when you can’t buy a goal, let alone a three points. This division is so unforgiving and if you don’t get started – it can be a dangerous game. Just ask Wolves fans how they are feeling after a double relegation. Ironically the Posh went down having done the double over Cardiff, but that just backs up the point – anyone can beat anyone on their day and I am surprised certain people in the media couldn’t see that. It wasn’t necessary about Freedman getting everything right and Holloway getting everything wrong – it was far more complicated than that.
Anyway enough of all that, we are about to finish our season exactly as it started - in London against the yellow of Watford. I felt so low after that last gasp defeat and would have snapped anyone’s arm off for this outcome. What a day it is going to be. Whatever the outcome, we must all enjoy our day out at the greatest stadium in our country. I know the atmosphere will be electric as this is Palace and Palace only do it one way with masses of red and blue and singing until we can’t sing anymore. I get goose bumps just thinking about it. I am so relieved my tickets are all sorted and my friends and I are going to have a great day out. Nobody really gave us a chance when we all worked out we were playing Brighton. That really suited me at the time – Palace are always better as the underdog.
My adopted Palace fan club! |
I was certainly not over confident about Brighton, but still had a sneaky feeling they already thought they had done enough. 0-0 was not the worst first leg result as at least we were still in the tie. Hearing Gus Poyet saying they were then 60-40 favourites going into the 2nd leg and then hearing their cocky fans on the Meridian News saying the job was as good as done – just made me think, come on Palace do the talking on the pitch.
I went to my local pub and my girlfriend and some of my good running friends came with me to support me. I promised them a ticket to Wembley if won, in my head thinking we probably won’t win anyway – but I will happily take the stress of getting them tickets if we manage it! It will be a fantastic problem to have! Half-time was all going well – still in the game, still believing. I didn’t want to get over confident, but I couldn’t help feeling that the longer the tie went on as tight as this, the more it was suiting us.
Then the goal – I suddenly didn’t care where I was as I screamed in delight at Wilf on the tele – we had bloody well done it. We had broken the deadlock. Get in there! Now I was more nervous than before! It was ours to lose! Thankfully the boys kept going. They didn’t try sitting back they kept pushing on and causing problems for the boys in blue. I can’t help thinking in hindsight our previous manager would have probably played it differently after we scored. Then the second goal – almost a blur! We were really going to do it now! The whole pub seemed pleased for me as I couldn’t hide my delight! Of course with 5 minutes of stoppage time to go, I did know as a Palace fan that nothing was certain yet although we should get to at least extra time! I kind of expected a last gasp goal to increase our nerves but we stood firm and made it through a bit more comfortable than it could have been. We did it and suddenly I knew I had to get my friends their match tickets!
Hopefully my son has plenty of great Palace experiences to come! |
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