Falling at the final hurdle - Reading vs the Mighty

I'm only here because I want to see Kaddy one more time. Nothing else. Honest. Really. I can't believe. I won't believe. I mustn't believe. As soon as I believe, the bubble will burst, the power will go out, the dream will die... I decided we'd definitely fucked it about 4...

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Still alive...: the Mighty vs Barnsley

We're in a kind of win/win situation. Lose and we can finally be rid of this most utilitarian of seasons. Win and we can dream a week longer of all the greyscale frustration breaking at last into glorious technicolour joy. The sky is dreamy blue. The tangerine is out in...

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What if we'd not had Kaddy? - Carlisle United vs the Mighty

There's mountains in the distance, their cloud shrouded topography mirrored by the novel roof of the magnificent Warwick Road end. Three sides of terracing. All of them look big enough to create a surge. Once upon a time goals were celebrated not with #limbs but with the spread...

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Charlie Adam's Tangerine! - the Mighty vs Fleetwood Town

As I walk to the ground, I see a grandad stoop to do up his grandsons coat. I miss my grandad. I miss my boy being young enough to need to have his coat done up. I find there's something about little everyday moments of care and tenderness that cut through me to my soul, a pang...

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'Fine margins' - the Mighty vs Cambridge United

Apathy is like quicksand. Apathy is a cold wet bog on a bleak moorland. Apathy is like having your shoelaces tied together and trying to run. Apathy is a shrug of indifference. Apathy is giving up on hope. Have you ever felt incapable of feeling? Did that frighten you? Apathy...

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