I can’t quite put my finger on what it is, but I’m just happy this morning.
Mundane tasks seem to be easy to do.
There’s just something which is making today a good day.
Maybe – just maybe – it’s all to do with this moment from yesterday:
Yep. Another Steel City Derby victory in the bag, and the Sheffield Double on top of it.
Bit of edge patrol needed on that second shot.
But what a day. What a team. What a season.
I am happy today.
Actually, the Caps Lock was accidental, but I’m not about to remove it now.
The first Steel City Derby in almost 5 years ended in a United win and some wendy tears.
1-0, 3-0, 5-0… The scoreline doesn’t matter. All that anyone cares about is the result.
The result that went our way, because we were the better team. Because we are the better team.
This has been a good day. This will be a good evening. Tomorrow morning might not be quite so much fun, but that’s a risk I’m willing to take.
Yes, another Black Label, please.
UPDATE: Now with added highlights for easy reference in the future.
Yesterday wasn’t a good day for all Blades, but there was great news for Sheffield United and their fans last night as it was confirmed that midfielder David Brooks – “one of the hottest properties outside the top-flight” – has signed a new contract, keeping him at the club until at least 2021 (or at least securing us a HUGE amount of money, should anyone else want to buy him in the intervening period).
Recently called up by Wales, the 20-year-old has been compared to Gareth Bale, and there’s been plenty of evidence this season for United fans to see why:
Filthy. Rumour has it that Jack Hunt required counselling after this particular brief encounter.
I know that a lot of my readers don’t care much for South Yorkshire football posts, but I spare you from them a lot of the time (And…). Also, you know that thanks to the eclectic nature of this blog, you’re likely to have something completely different and altogether more interesting next time you visit.
Make it soon, hey?
I’m not about to leave Sheffield without some mementos of last weekend’s events.
A quick visit to Beautiful Downtown Bramall Lane sorted that out.
I got a mug as well.
Happy days.
My nerves are shot. I’ve been put through the mill. Shaky. Emotionally drained.
But, you know what?
I think I’ll survive.