The fire is truly back in the Yellow Bellies
The kind of glorious summer evening, warm and bathed in a haze of gold, those of us who read newspapers didn’t have in our youth because there was no backdoor and no qualifier matches at provincial venues. The kind of glorious summer evening the youngsters present will be reminiscing about in 50 years’ time, long after those of us who do read newspapers, not to mention newspapers themselves, have gone the way of the dodo.
A full house. The place rockin’. The goals flying in.
