Close to nine years ago,the 14th May 2002, the FA killed my football club. Now, we're back. It's been an incredible journey. On Saturday at sometime around 5.30pm,Danny Kedwell buried the winning penalty kick in the Promotion Play Off Final at Manchester City's stadium, and ran to where we were positioned. The celebrations began, there were tears of joy in my eyes as it dawned on me that we were returning to the Football League.
In the days ahead there will be many words written about the rise of AFC Wimbledon, there should be. It deserves to be a best seller, a Hollywood blockbuster. How a group of football fans wouldn't let their club die. For now however, I want to look forward not back. It's time to think about the new journeys and challenges that lie ahead. The league fixtures that are published in June and now eagerly awaited, the Carling Cup draw that would normally not even be worth a glance at the daily paper is now to be keenly observed.
Meanwhile the images that fill my head are of the elation of the penalty shoot out, of Seb Brown's saves, how appropriate that someone who has been a fan of the Club since Day 1, who stood at the Recreation Ground, Sandhurst on that first day in the CCL should take centre stage, and the meeting up with so many people I didn't know nine years ago.
Yes I will continue to ask if all this really did happen. It did because people want to right an injustice. This should serve as an inspiration, hopefully it will.
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