Thirty years is a long, long time…..
As I sat in the living room watching Willian run up and score the penalty a weird thing happened to me , I started giggling. Not a funny haha giggle, more an insane ''theye coming to take me away'' giggle..my God its finally going to happen…thirty years and this is how I react!!….thankfully normality soon returned and as the final whistle blew I exploded in a wave of euphoria , my missus ran in and took a picture of me , it’s a glorious image of ecstasy….I’m so happy to have this as memory of the intensity of that moment...and then the tears flowed...
For the following hour, delirious celebration, txts, phone calls, Champagne…the feeling could not have been better had I been in the middle of the Kop…we where all isolated, but millions of us all together…..up there with the best feelings Ive had as a Red'
I slumped on the couch….in a state of grace, then I felt it , the claws withdrawing from my back, and then monkey climbed down, he sat on my lap, grey haired and tired eyes, he gave me a weak smile, “ its been a long time, too long, time for me to leave you’’…and in that moment the Monkey I had carried all those years disappeared….
Thirty years is a long fucking time…but it ended.
Thank you Jurgen, thank you so much it was all because of you