Post by animallittle on Jun 13, 2008 11:08:14 GMT 1
My old man was dead right as he always was of course,the old buzzard's been going down to Oakwell since 1946 and he'd seen most scenario's although he'd never experienced a day like today,Bradford did come out in the second half a different team and we were playing second fiddle all over the park.
We just could not get hold of the ball,and what made things worse was the fact we were now kicking towards the kop end and Bradford were camped inside our penalty area and right in front of where we sat,i just stood there with my head bowed hardly daring to lift it and watch the action right in front of me,we needed someone to dig us out of this hole and get a grip on this game,but the players looked just as nervous and edgy as we did and Oakwell was a different place now,gone was the party atmosphere that was now replaced by raw nerves and tension.
Then came the turning point,they say your life flash's before your eyes in the last few second's before you die,well i can relate to that,Edinhio the little Bradford Brazilian skipped away from Eadan down the left and fired a low inviting cross that cut our defence to ribbon's,Watson our young keeper was caught in no man's land and the ball fell 6 yard's out to in-coming Bradford forward Sundgot,with the goal at his mercy and time standing still he somehow managed to smack the ball against the cross bar the ball landed about 6 inch's outside the goal line and De Zeauw completed the clearance.
We could hardly believe he'd missed and my old man said we'd be alright now and that luck was with us,that incident changed the whole second half,off came Martin Bullock a nippy in the hole type of forward and on came Shirtlcliff an experienced no nonsense defender and we started to see a bit of day light.
We got hold of the ball and started to push Bradford back up the park and the tension started to lift.......a little,everytime i looked at my watch it hardly seemed to move but as time ticked down Oakwell started to get its party head back on and the noise increased.
On 85 minutes Marcelle replaced Wilko and then it happened,very often when you are stuck at work or out walking the dog or even pretending to listen to the wife rabbiting on about nothing in paticular,you imagine how you would react when THAT GOAL is scored,you know the one,the one that wins you the FA cup or beats your local rival's in the last minute,i thought i would lose all control and be jumping up and down in a mad frenzy,when Marcelle received Redder's pass and broke into the penalty area weaving this way and that before planting the ball into the far corner i just stood there,no emotion,no celebration or anything,all around me people were going mad,but i just stood there and watched,i guess the enormity of that goal was just too much for me and i could not take it in,i always remember the match announcer after that goal "the second and the goal that takes us into the premiership scored by CLINT MARCELLE".
We'd done it after 110 years,we were there.
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We just could not get hold of the ball,and what made things worse was the fact we were now kicking towards the kop end and Bradford were camped inside our penalty area and right in front of where we sat,i just stood there with my head bowed hardly daring to lift it and watch the action right in front of me,we needed someone to dig us out of this hole and get a grip on this game,but the players looked just as nervous and edgy as we did and Oakwell was a different place now,gone was the party atmosphere that was now replaced by raw nerves and tension.
Then came the turning point,they say your life flash's before your eyes in the last few second's before you die,well i can relate to that,Edinhio the little Bradford Brazilian skipped away from Eadan down the left and fired a low inviting cross that cut our defence to ribbon's,Watson our young keeper was caught in no man's land and the ball fell 6 yard's out to in-coming Bradford forward Sundgot,with the goal at his mercy and time standing still he somehow managed to smack the ball against the cross bar the ball landed about 6 inch's outside the goal line and De Zeauw completed the clearance.
We could hardly believe he'd missed and my old man said we'd be alright now and that luck was with us,that incident changed the whole second half,off came Martin Bullock a nippy in the hole type of forward and on came Shirtlcliff an experienced no nonsense defender and we started to see a bit of day light.
We got hold of the ball and started to push Bradford back up the park and the tension started to lift.......a little,everytime i looked at my watch it hardly seemed to move but as time ticked down Oakwell started to get its party head back on and the noise increased.
On 85 minutes Marcelle replaced Wilko and then it happened,very often when you are stuck at work or out walking the dog or even pretending to listen to the wife rabbiting on about nothing in paticular,you imagine how you would react when THAT GOAL is scored,you know the one,the one that wins you the FA cup or beats your local rival's in the last minute,i thought i would lose all control and be jumping up and down in a mad frenzy,when Marcelle received Redder's pass and broke into the penalty area weaving this way and that before planting the ball into the far corner i just stood there,no emotion,no celebration or anything,all around me people were going mad,but i just stood there and watched,i guess the enormity of that goal was just too much for me and i could not take it in,i always remember the match announcer after that goal "the second and the goal that takes us into the premiership scored by CLINT MARCELLE".
We'd done it after 110 years,we were there.
Part 6 To Follow Shortly