Football...

Funny how these memorable moments are like the cement that holds the bricks of the week, the days, together; the important interstices (I like that word). Walking through the station back to catch the train, another train had just pulled in and a crowd of Middlesbrough supporters flooded down the steps towards me (and towards the game presumably) as I (alone) walked up the steps, like a salmon jumping a waterfall. It's funny, you could feel a rush of hot air just ahead of and around the crowd, like the breath of this single moving creature that (thankfully) let me pass (albeit hugging the wall).