Another weekend – another Bloggers’ Ballbash.
First in Wolverhampton with all the prematch celebrations prior to the Sheffield Wednesday game and finally in bloody Sunderland of all places.
A fair few hardened bloggers managed the trip and there were a fair few more Wolves fans staying at the Hilton Garden Inn. The bar was a sea of Old Gold and black – with the occasional skin tight white catsuit. (Blogging censorship prevents me from including a picture of it here).
And the Italian Kitchen where we dined on Saturday evening also had a good number of like minded individuals determined to enjoy their stay ‘oop north.
In time honoured tradition, I, theDOOGooder (the Steven Spielberg of Wiltshire) and my entire film production company were present and have created another masterpiece which is almost certainly going to be nominated for several prestigious awards.
I will not attempt to name all the usual suspects who attended. You know who you are and can probably, almost, remember that you were there.
I’ll keep this short but I just want to put on record what a pleasure it has been to spend quality time chatting on the blog and in the flesh with all of you lot over a few seasons now.
It seems strange to think that not many years ago I had never heard of The Wolves Blog and certainly didn’t know any of the people who contributed to it.
And even stranger to think that I might well have been standing next to some of you when we were watching The Doog, Waggy, Mike Bailey, Frank Munro, King John Richards, Bully and all the other great names, plying their trade on the mud bath that was the pitch at the old Molineux.
And now, thanks to Thomas, Ben and all the other people who keep this great forum going, I am proud to count many of you as friends.
Now we stand on the threshold of a new era for our great club. Not many people, especially me, thought that we would see this sort of football in our lifetime.
To all of you Wolves fans out there, in the UK and around the globe…
This is our time.
We’ve just boarded the Premier ride in the fairground.
Hold tight and enjoy the trip.