Other girls may try to take me away (take me away), but you know, it’s by your side I will stay…

Pre-kick-off gubbins

I like to think I’m all cool and more mature in my relationship with football and in particular my football team, Crystal Palace, but when it comes down to it, I can’t help caring more than is healthy. I care as much now as I did when I was a season ticket holder and regular away game traveller. I care as much now as I did when I used to wear a Crystal Palace scarf to bed. I care as much now as I ever did.

I generally like to keep my life stress-free – it suits me fine, although I accept some people would be bored out of their minds with the relatively calm life I lead – so at Wembley today, watching Palace in the Championship play-off final, I found myself questioning why I had taken up the offer of a ticket in order to subject myself to 90 minutes – plus 30 minutes extra time – of sheer stomach-churning anguish.

Well, the reason why was the feeling of utter elation at full-time, when Palace’s 1-0 victory and promotion to the Premier League was confirmed. Football, bloody hell.

Post title lyric taken from Palace’s club song, The Dave Clark Five – Glad All Over

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