this is my own personal theory as to why we are on our way to wemberley, my dad died in january and at his cremation we chose to play y'll never walk alone, then we drew liverpool, and before we played chelsea i went to wembley to watch england play switzerland and during the minutes silence for the munich air disaster we sprinkled some of my dads ashes, {as one of the last games he went to was there in 2000} just at the same time as tommy taylors picture came up on the big screen, whom my dad knew from school, how could we fail to get to wembley with both of them waiting for us, all we need now is one last big effort from them both and the cup will be ours. so if tommorow you feel a little dust in your eye, which i am sure i will, when those red shirts come down that tunnel don't rub too hard it might be a little bit of MY DAD.
Funny you should mention that My other half and family had a get together the other night. They invited along a card reader and a clairvuoyant who were a mother and daughter. They came up with things that they couldnt possibly have known and explained why the picture of my grandad near my computer kept moving (the missus and me had been blaming each other). When me missus asked as a joke who was going to win on Sunday they both said that it would be us. Lets hope they are right!
