We've only got 9 men.
Charlton the 9 men 2 Swindon Town 2Ding dong merrily on high. That is the kind of passion and courage that will get us up this season, we'll ignore the fact that Sam Sodje and Deon Burton's foolishness made this a point won as opposed to two lost but the courage shown and the way it was received at The Valley takes us to Brentford in great spirits despite the victories of the two teams that sandwich us.
It was a shame that we never got to witness how Parky's Plan C would develop with Shelvey and Spring returning to the diamond looking midfield with Akpo playing high up the field alongside Burton but it did sound with 10 men that we were dominant, nevertheless 11 v 9 for almost 60 minutes is a vastly superior advantage at any level of the game.
Emma was the CAFC TV commentator and alongside Tony Hudd was marginally more listenable but when after announcing that we just had a minute of injury time left to play, she went into a full match summary I finally caved into any hope. As I said to my mate later, I had no idea how Llera's goal materialised because Emma simply interrupted her one-way conversation to announce the goal and then I was off running around the house like a complete loon. Llera's goal I understand was not only late but it was lovely too. Happy Christmas Miguel.
My mate was of the opinion that Wagstaff and Dickson were enormously responsible for our late fight back and it is heartwarming to see
that never say die old fashioned Charlton spirit again. If a week ago the Millwall game felt like a defeat, then today was like a victory. In heaven the bells are ringing!
Reports: Blackheath Addicted;
Drinking During the Game;
Addicks Diary;
New York Addick;
Charlton Casual.