3 Years Ago Today...

[handbags_harris]

The Green Man was a smashing pub before and after the match, and the bar lady who looked like Zoe from Eastenders was very fit.

Don't remember much about the barmaid, but I do remember the bird who was getting her tits out in the beer garden. Not a stunner but one you'd quietly not say no to...

[Pepe the Horseman]

Ah yeh, had completely forgotten about that!

[LUX]

Went to Green Man to pick up tickets from Dirk (rip) but queues too long so moved on.

[AthleticoSpizz]

yeah, that Dirk was a bit of a wheeler dealer tout

[LUX]

I think I might need to rephrase my post

[TBM]

We were in the Globe which was also pretty cool

Especially the drunk matey who almost got his head kicked in by both set of fans

[UpThePrem]

Forest have been in the playoffs more than us and never even got to the final IIRC

I think they said during this years playoffs that it was the eighth time Preston had tried and failed

So those two at least

Brentford have played in 7 league 1 play offs and lost 7 (losing finalists in 3). Ipswich have been in 7 Championship play offs and only made the final once winning it. Preston have indeed tried and failed 8 times (4 Champ, 3 L1, 1 L2).

[bcubed]

^

No it wasn't, it was utterly awful. Pubs packed out with goons in replica shirts and blue wigs. Then a predictably horrific performance in one of our biggest games ever.

Yeh, dont understand how people can say its a good day out when you lose
Maybe you have to get smashed?

Personally I have hated each play off final (though I am not too worried about people wearing wigs!)
Each time, I have looked forward to a good game and soaked up the atmosphere in advance, but find it difficult to see how you can have left the games with anything other than a feeling of massive disappointment

[handbags_harris]

I was devastated after 95, the closest I've been to tears after a match. That was so close to dream come true stuff, I thought we'd never be there in that situation again. 2001 was equally gutting, watching that small pocket of Walsall fans wet themselves in ecstasy. In 2011 the fact we'd been pretty soundly beaten in both league matches by Swansea, despite just a 1-0 scoreline, suggested to me that I'd be disappointed again so I resigned myself to it. I'd been saying for days to anyone who'd listen (and plenty who didn't want to to boot!) pre-match that I wasn't too fussed whether we went up or not, and had convinced myself of exactly that, but there was a great photo taken by Turns at half time. It is of me, and the face clearly shows just what I'm feeling. That feeling of devastation is back, and despite the rally in the second half I left dejected again at full time, pissed off more with our appalling defensive shambles than anything else.I suppose the moral of this is that I can enjoy the atmosphere pre-match (I certainly did in 2001, those tits really weren't bad at all), soak it up, or I can just turn up and convince myself I'm not really bothered. The fact is that if my team loses, regardless of the mindset I enter the match with, I'll leave that stadium dejected, pissed off, upset that we've lost in yet another big game. But I'll be there for the next one, just like I've been there for the previous three...

[bcubed]

I was devastated after 95, the closest I've been to tears after a match. That was so close to dream come true stuff, I thought we'd never be there in that situation again. 2001 was equally gutting, watching that small pocket of Walsall fans wet themselves in ecstasy. In 2011 the fact we'd been pretty soundly beaten in both league matches by Swansea, despite just a 1-0 scoreline, suggested to me that I'd be disappointed again so I resigned myself to it. I'd been saying for days to anyone who'd listen (and plenty who didn't want to to boot!) pre-match that I wasn't too fussed whether we went up or not, and had convinced myself of exactly that, but there was a great photo taken by Turns at half time. It is of me, and the face clearly shows just what I'm feeling. That feeling of devastation is back, and despite the rally in the second half I left dejected again at full time, pissed off more with our appalling defensive shambles than anything else.I suppose the moral of this is that I can enjoy the atmosphere pre-match (I certainly did in 2001, those tits really weren't bad at all), soak it up, or I can just turn up and convince myself I'm not really bothered. The fact is that if my team loses, regardless of the mindset I enter the match with, I'll leave that stadium dejected, pissed off, upset that we've lost in yet another big game. But I'll be there for the next one, just like I've been there for the previous three...

my feelings exactly - well said sir