I was watching the game at home with my mate, a Chels** fan. He thought it was funny watching me go through the mill on that rollercoaster afternoon. I had one eye on the Stoke Bolton game. At one point Bolton were in the lead and we had Barton sent off and we were staring at the trapdoor of relegation. Then Mackie scored that breakaway second goal, and my emotions took over. I took my T shirt off and waved it round my head. I couldn't quite believe we were beating the champions-elect. Then I saw Crouchy con that penalty I had a feeling that for once, the football Gods were on our side. By the time City got those jammy equalisers (
), Bolton had drawn and we were safe and the relief flooded through me. What an incredible afternoon that was.

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