I was sitting on the front row with my nephew in the family area; the seats are about six inches off the ground as we peer over the hoardings with much expectation. My last visit to Wembley was when we beat Tranmere in the same competition and I had a seat in the Olympic stand which is tremendous, so I was not best pleased. Still, the front row at Wembley can't be all that bad - just uncomfortable!
My thoughts on the actual game were that I thought Carlisle had been over-rated; they were run away champions and I expected them to give us a game, but they were no different to all the other clubs we had played that season, so that was disappointing.
When Taity scored the Golden Goal, all hell broke loose as this big fat guy sitting next to me (equally uncomfortably no doubt) suddenly turned my way, picked my up and gave me a hug!! Hug is not a very good description, of a grown man throwing another grown man around like some demented child with its first rag doll.
Steve B.
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