A second half that lasts forever. A goal that doesn t come. Glorious failure. Exhausted agony.
This is what we re used to. Twelve months on; March 95. Spotland. A three-goal lead, two savage Rochdale strikes. Dread setting back in. Not this again?! No - not this time. The corner, the crossbar, Mountfield - relief! A second half that goes to plan, the final whistle, and: we re on the pitch. Players mobbed, scarves draped around the chairman. People cavorting as though they’ve never done this before. They haven’t. Carlisle are at Wembley. This time it’s happening. Can you believe it?