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“Winning is believing”
“Disconnected”
“Trouble!”
“From Blooms Bar, Tel Aviv”
“View from afar”
“Childhood memories”
“Bermuda black-out”
“Bloody hell”
“We always win three-nil”
“Good omen, bad omen”
“The red car”
“Three-nil on an L-shaped pitch”
“On seeing a miracle in Brussels”
“An early taste of champagne and glory”
“Magic carpet”
“The Horn treatment”
“Safe again”
“Hahnemann was there”
“Hat korso es két palinka”
“Confessions of a recent convert”
“What it’s really all about”
“Oh baby!”
“Hell freezing over”
“Parallel universes”
“The long road to Cardiff”
“Fireworks”
“Very superstitious”
“Waving the flag”
“Dear Diary”
“Hornets on top down under”

























































































































BSAD reports: It had to be Selhurst. Of all the places, it had to be Selhurst. Scene of so many humiliations, disappointments, and dreary fizzles over so many years. The place where Curcic and his ludicrous goatee cheated us out of a deserved win. Where Glenn Roeder’s tenure came to such a decisive end. Where our short trip to the Premiership found its nadir, hammered by a team that was eventually relegated with us. Where Wayne Brown once had a shot that not only went out for a throw, but a throw level with where he’d struck the ball.


