Just got back. That, tonight, is why I watch rugby league, why I watch Bradford, and why this club must survive. The atmosphere in the stand was something else, we've celebrated and sang in finals less than we did tonight.
It was an absoultely fantastic performance by all the players and the fans in the circumstances. (not interested in how wigan played poor/man down/injuries blah blah so don't even bother. The wigan fans I spoke to afterwards were excellent, took the defeat for what it was and wished us well)
Our players never took a backwards step, the fans sang from kick off to after the final whistle, all the players and staff came over to the fans after the final whistle and celebrated like we'd won the cup...simply awesome, a real "I was there" night.
So, it was one of the best nights I've had following bradford, but it was also one of the worst, when the players finally stopped dancing and singing in front of us and walked off, and we stopping cheering and singing(seemed a long time after the final whistle) I turned around and saw more than one person close to tears, with a "what now?" "what if thats the last time?" kinda expression. And I walked back to my car feeling empty.
I don't know what to do now.... But I know it involves a drink and plenty of hoping.