A Son of the Rock

Balmoor Stadium, 26/9/09

Following on from last week I was going to start this week’s DFC post, “….with a blunt razor. It’ll be less excruciating than this.” But then we go and win away.

You just can’t trust anyone these days.

Seriously, though, well done the lads and to Jim Chapman for bringing on Stevie Murray and Derek Carcary who got the goals.

I followed this one on the videprinter as I was at Onebrow’s. He’d been watching the F1 qualifying and kept the TV on. Stevie Murray’s equaliser was a mild surprise but we’ve been losing quick goals in those circumstances so to see Del’s last minute goal come up was a fantasy. Then it was full time and Clyde had been beaten. Off the bottom; magic.

So, instead of existential gloom, I’ve spent the last 24 hours in a state of (no doubt misplaced) euphoria. It’s a welcome feeling.

But it’s only one win.

We’ve got the league leaders next week. If we can get something out of that, then I might begin to feel a corner has been turned.