Tuesday, 15 October 2013

I remember the feeling so clearly

40 years ago, almost to the day, a very young Master NotaSheep watched England be held to a draw by Poland and so not qualify for the 1975 World Cup. That young chap cried for lost dreams and that was the last time I cried tears of loss over a sporting event; tears of joy are a whole other matter.

So as the tension builds let's hope I don't revert to the NotaSheep of 40 years ago.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

What a wuss!