So, last night. The utter relief in seeing a win was brilliant. I didn't care that it was pissing down with about 20 to go. It could have rained a little more and it wouldn't have bothered me. Taking the hoodie off my poncho and enjoying the rain and moment as we were about to sing Up Up. It was so weird leaving a game after singing the song and feeling happy. I forgot what it felt like but boy was it worth it!
Once we got past early grind and rugby union penalty goal part of the evening, I thought we played an interesting brand of football. Of course, winning makes you think that. We're on a roll now and I hope we don't stop.