Nope, this is not a Robert/Ned style post, but something which has stirred a few thoughts & emotions looking at a few recent threads, in particular the 'coldest game', 'Lancashire Cup' and 'Forest away' threads.
Is it just me or is there still plenty left to sink in about winning promotion? Those threads got me thinking about the midweek Lancashire Cup match against City at the Giant Axe 3 (?) seasons ago, chucking it down, soaked through, on a freezing, uncovered terrace... Those days are gone, we have moved on, yet the memories are still fresh. Now we are faced with a midweek trip to the once European Champions in a stadium fit to be part of the Euro 96 tournament.
In a just a few years we have come so far, and who is to say the journey has ended? I look down the league fixtures at the teams we will be playing this coming season & most of the teams we would've been delighted to have been drawn against in the cup a few seasons ago, they would've been deemed a 'big match'. But the difference now is that this is the norm, this is our level, this is our bread & butter. These matches are being played every week.
If you take five minutes just to think about all this, put things in perspective, you'll get this funny warm feeling in your loins (ooh er!) and I guarantee a smile on your face. Its like the feeling you got travelling home from Wembley, just not as intense.
Great times and plenty more to come I'm sure. So proud, so very proud.