Possibly the worst part of being an (unemployed) out of towner, is having to pick and choose the games you go to, particularly at this stage of the season!
Every game right now is massive. Tonight the side take on Lincoln City in what will probably be Luke Rodgers’ last game, and in what will be the game that effectively sees us up based on our ridiculous goal difference…it could even happen as early as tonight if all three of the chasing playoff pack fail to win.
Saturday’s home game is the one where a win (assuming we take a win or a draw against Lincoln City) would guarantee us that promotion. Obviously there’d be some great celebrations on hand after the game. Would love to be a part of them clearly.
And then next Tuesday is the big one, more than likely the title decider at Meadow Lane against Keith Hill’s Rochdale. Not exaggerating the situation to say that this is County’s biggest game in a long, LONG time.
All three of these massive home games on the bounce would be brilliant to be at, but as it stands i’ll be at home on the couch watching agonisingly as Jeff Stelling (or the increasingly annoying mid-week gent) and friends bring the scores to my home on Sky Sports News…curse my expired Magpie Player subscription!
As things are right now, my next (and last) game this season comes on Saturday, May 1st, at home to Cheltenham. Looking at the fixture list, this is the one that all logic would point to us being handed the trophy (assuming of course, we win it). Me and Jen (the missus) will be enjoying a curry at the club before kick off, and no doubt a few celebratory beers post-match.
Whether we win the title is really of small significance now, and i think Rochdale fans would say the same, that just getting out of this division is the important thing. It would however be a great cherry on top of this season’s cake, but even with all of our off-field bullshit this season, promotion is a great achievement in itself, and that Cheltenham game will be a great day of celebrations regardless.
Seems bizarre to think it was only a few weeks ago that i was thinking i’d rather we’d have gone up through the playoffs, a win at Wembley just seemed such a poetic ending to our season and the sort of sendoff that our playing squad richly deserved. I’ll admit greed has set in now, and maybe the title after all is the sort of ending this plot requires.