TubularBells
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Quite right to be sentimental and emotional Dirk and Leo. Both very much in your hearts.
Not quite so hard hitting emotionally as yours but my Dad was a massive Burnley fan, even into his fifties and sixties, you'd see him writing down all the permutations, season after season as to results and how they'd affect our position. He did this week in week out. He was 17 when we last won the league title in 1960 and the European football that followed. He saw us in our best days. His one wish was to see us play in the top flight of English football again before he died. We got promoted in May 2009 to the Premier League. He was diagnosed with terminal cancer a few months later and died the day before his birthday in 2010.
It brings a tear and a smile at the same time to know he got his wish, the one wish he really wanted above all. I lived away from home so only got to visit him a few times in those final months. He wanted to share a beer (nurses allowed us a non aloholic one) one day with me in hospital towards the end. I walked in and he smiled and said 'We did it son, we did it'.
Not quite so hard hitting emotionally as yours but my Dad was a massive Burnley fan, even into his fifties and sixties, you'd see him writing down all the permutations, season after season as to results and how they'd affect our position. He did this week in week out. He was 17 when we last won the league title in 1960 and the European football that followed. He saw us in our best days. His one wish was to see us play in the top flight of English football again before he died. We got promoted in May 2009 to the Premier League. He was diagnosed with terminal cancer a few months later and died the day before his birthday in 2010.
It brings a tear and a smile at the same time to know he got his wish, the one wish he really wanted above all. I lived away from home so only got to visit him a few times in those final months. He wanted to share a beer (nurses allowed us a non aloholic one) one day with me in hospital towards the end. I walked in and he smiled and said 'We did it son, we did it'.