Yeah, that's about finished me off.
I remember the lights coming on and having a few words with the Blackpool lads, then coming down the bannisters talking to Vernon from Bradford and getting to the door to bursting sunshine and walking home in a bit of a daze.
Bloody awful moment in my life....but one that spawned a thousand other stories in London, Rotherham, Sheffield, Leicester, Stafford, Morecambe, Hinckley, Buzzard etc etc etc - one door closes...!?