Last November. I wanted Spurs to win sumat for him before he died and even said a little prayer. It's morbid. He pulled through thank goodness. Never thought I'd get over Laura and George and my Dads doing really well since he retired and his op was a success. The joy I feel now though I can't describe. Felt like I've been in a dream since Wednesday. Never ask for a lot for myself and didn't this time but it felt magical. It's like an out of body experience. I'm rambling now lol
Leicester winning the league before my grandad died still makes me smile. Against all odds doesn’t come into it. He didn’t last to see them win the cup, but seeing them win the league must have been unbelievable for him. He wasn’t a bloke of too many words so didn’t crow much or say a lot at all about it, but my nanna gave away he’d had a bit of a cry! We lost him the year after. My dad was a Liverpool fan and lived through the fallow years to 2004 and missed the champions league win v Milan by a year. Though to be fair he wasn’t really well enough to take in all the wins they’d got in 2001 prior to that. Though because of him, whilst not having any proper allegiance I do still root for Liverpool in a lot of situations (I stay neutral when they play Leicester!). You can’t put a price on stuff like that SD - football does mean a hell of a lot to a lot of people.