How I Got Wrexham to Wembley

snow_racecourseThere’d be no Wrexham Wembley final if it wasn’t for me. Fact.

Well, okay, maybe I’m exaggerating a touch. But I’ve had a strange old day which certainly got me in the mood for Wembley! I might have got trenchfoot in the process, but it was all worth it!

It started last night when I was asked to put together a rousing video of goals from this season for the players to watch before the final. I got it done and delivered it through the snow this morning in time for the team’s departure. However, I got an idea things could get complicated when I struggled to get my car up the ramp off Crispin Lane into the Racecourse car park! I actually considered dumping my car on the road but persevered and managed to get in there. There was no chance of a coach doing likewise though!

The Wembley kit: it ain't going to move itself!
The Wembley kit: it ain’t going to move itself!

Therefore, two minibuses were loaded up with all the kit and assorted paraphenalia the  modern football team travels with, all lugged through the snow by a small band of us, led by Billy Barr, to the vehicles on Crispin Lane as they couldn’t get close to the ground!

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And then it was on to Colliers Park for the big departure. It was the moment when I really got the Wembley buzz, I think. The players were loading their stuff into the coach, a pair of suit trousers lay forlornly in the slush and a jovial, relaxed atmosphere prevailed.

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Mark Creighton was wandering round with Beastcam, capturing the moment: hopefully he caught the arrival of Glen Little, Adrian Cieslewicz and Danny Wright deploying an entertaining mix of footwear coverings to deal with the conditions!

IMG_3975Eventually they set off, certainly not on time but it could have been a lot worse considering it took me 30 minutes to make the 10 minute drive from my house to The Racecourse this morning!IMG_3973

 

It was cold, it was wet, and my socks were sopping. But I didn’t care. As the coach pulled out, the excitement of seeing my side play at Wembley finally hit me, I think. But they wouldn’t have got there without me.

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