It’s 15th May 2002. An overcast and rainy night in moody Glasgow. Unfortunately I’m not at Hampden Park; I’m 150 miles south and sat in my bedroom.
A brilliant article pretty much summing up the emotions, frustrations and elations of following the Boro during the past seven seasons.
The 90s seem to be in at the moment. TFI Friday’s been on TV again, professional Britpopers have been relentlessly in our faces and Chris Evans is everywhere (still).