A Dip Into The Dustbin Of History
THREE years ago today I was in Bucharest - and it was brilliant. One of the best trips and one of the best displays. A young Boro team - Morrison and Bates both played - put in a real shift in the away leg of the UEFA Cup semi-final first leg and Mark Schwarzer was absolutely outstanding. Whatever happened to him?
As a bit of light relief from the current unremitting grind of treading water and clawing for the lifelline dangled so temptingly close, here's a flash-back to that previous dreamed existance: a match report, and a colour piece from the paper .
It barely seems possible now that we so recently carved a swathe through Europe, more than holding our own against some of the biggest names in the game and having a bloody good time doing it. It is sad that such a wonderful adventure seems to have left such little lasting impression on the club. It is like the whole thing never happened. But it did, and I was there.