empty the pound shops, abandon the kebab houses, banish the hanging baskets, allow the lawn to grow, stuff doing stuff. This is the day that determines whether 39 years of building turns to dust, whether Accrington Stanleys future will blow away, whether this small town team has to once again relinquish league status. Batten down the hatches, get the cat indoors - the Ultra army will be 100% behind the men in red and the noise levels are rising as we speak. This game is not for the faint hearted, nor for the weak of bladder. Passion will flow down the Clayton End steps, fervour will spill from the lips of the masses, belief will pour from every corner of the ground. And at 4:45pm there will be a roar to awaken the Gods, Whinney Hill will tremble and quake as the amassed red army shows its approval that Accrington Stanley Football Club will still be oining the bejeesus outta the bigger clubs next season. On Stanley On.
any Ultras mad specials on tommoz ???
same here, gonna be one heck of an emotional roundabout like was torquay, either way its crying hopefully of jubilation or hope not of sheer shotdown hopes & frustration.