I skived work in Bridgnorth to go to the game but they sent my girlfriend at the time (who was coming wiith me) to cover my office. So I had to drive from Shrewsbury to Bridgnorth for 5pm to pick her up and then hot foot it to Chesterfield. I got stuck in traffic on my way in and was sat in the car nose to tail outside Saltergate when Brett scored. Amazing night though, I sank to my knees on the terrace behind the goal when the final whistle went in and cried at the footie for the first and only time.