Ah, one of the first QPR games I attended - went to a couple before that, also against Saints, as I knew a Saibts fan and he took me. And we smashed them every time, poor bloke. I think I gloated without realising I was gloating as I was so young, and didn't know how upset he was. That game was the one. Under the lights, late summer, second half shooting towards the Loft and we PUMMELLED them. It could have been 10 - it was utterly, utterly magnificent. | |