I was one of the few who tipped Wigan to win. If you remember Saints had beaten us 19 - 0 at KR on the Good Friday, but Wigan had bombed three tries (Julian O'Neil twice should have passed when he had support)
I was filling the car up on Warrington Road onthe Thurday night and a fan pulled up at the pumps who I recognised, but did not know personally.
"How are we going to do" I said.
"Win" he said, "We should have beaten them on Good Friday"
I grew another six inches (to 5ft 2" just before the smart s say anything)
So Friday me and mini drive up to Dumbar where we were staying, and our hotel is full of Skints supporters who took great delight in telling us what was going to happen.
When I told them about Good Friday, they just laughed.
On Friday we caught the train into Edinburgh, Liam respondent in his kilt, and met up with our mob, who although staying in Dunbar were only traveling up that morning.
We found a bar near Tynecastle and sunk "quite a few" arriving just in time for Abide with Me.
The last 20 minutes of that game I swear took 3 hours. Ian Millard and Eamonn McMannuss faces at the end of the game were pictures to behold, but not as good as those Skints fans who scurried out of the Hotel as we returned with big I told you grins on our faces.
The drive home next day was superb, big smiles and courteous waves

to our Merseyside friends.