Pleasurable Report Sunday 6.9 (2009)
It was like poetry really... actually more like theatre, the sky was almost blue, the team's athletes, were loaded up with carbs, coffee, pies and dumplings. We were on the verge of something special today, sans hangover there was a definite air of anticipation. The date of 6.9 (2009) suggested it was going to be one to remember...