After 260 minutes of watching this season I had maybe begun to forget exactly what its all about. Was this football experience just watching us pass it around, never really looking like scoring, hoping that it'll end 0-0 before the inevitable gloom sinks in as the opposition takes the lead?
The best bit of the afternoon until THEN had actually not been on the pitch at all, but the moment Radio Hornet played the I've haven't heard it for ages ode to masturbation by the Divinyls 'I touch myself'. Good move. Did it have anything to do with the fact Tommy Mooney had been on the pitch moments beforehand?
Any-way, at around 4-50pm finally IT happened. The reason we all go. That bloody magic, moment of unbridled joy allowing us to jump up and down, to scream and shout and hug, the best feelings of Christmas and birthdays and parties and being drunk and probably even having sex all rolled in to one. WE SCORED A GOAL. And not just a goal of the mundane type Birmingham scored twice but a bloody fantastic Marvin Sordell rocket into the corner of the net that made the goal bulge goal. Happy pandemonium reigned. It was wonderful.
Alas, the happy high of the after glow of this moment didn't last long as our visitors unsportingly scored again and it seemed we'd go home with that feeling just a distant memory as the gloom replaced it once more.
But Marvin wasn't having it. Deep into injury time and he unleashed another shot of even more power and venom but this time Myhill got in the way and the ball ballooned off him and shot upwards. It was one of those slow motion moments. The entire ground seemed to hold its breathe, everyone focussed on the journey of the ball as it reached its summit and returned to earth. Only one man in the stadium moved. Martin Taylor ran forward and met the ball with his head and placed it safely into the net. Time returned to normal and happy pandemonium reigned for a second time. And we weren't to be denied the wonderful feeling of walking back to the car with the happy after-glow lingering. Yes, it may have only been a draw. But it was wonderful. And its the reason why I go.
