We saw you lot, think you were going past the Bobby Moore statue...you were the funniest thing we saw all day, absolutely brilliant.

Memories..



Arriving at Bank Quay station for the Wire Flyer to be met with a legion of Primrose and Blue. (Never seen the platform as busy)! Shouting up to the guys who were near the top of one of the massive Crossfields towers who were watching us congregate.



Good laugh going down on the train, everyone adorning the train coach with the free flags they handed out.



Spotting the Wembley Arch for the first time from the carriage window - cue mass uproar.



Meeting up with family at the Hotel Ibis bar - stopping a few pints of cider from going bad!



Being overwhelmed by the size and spectacle that greeted us when we entered the ground for the first time.



Seeing Wolfie score the try under the sticks.



Using my programme as a visor for most of the match as I was sat directly facing the sun!



The joy of seeing us lift the cup.



The never-ending journey which was our train ride home.



Getting p#ss wet thorough standing on the town hall grass watching the lads parade the cup!





A couple of days that will live long in the memory!

Irons fans, best in the world.

I saw you on the concourse by one of the food stands. I was the blue and yellow fairy

'"

U mean wolfie knock on under the sticks

Jesus Christ. Did Ganson miss that as well?

Ha I saw that, good job it wasn't a bad omen.

So you told `em "We`re The Wire...The many, many Wire"

Arriving in some dog end of the earth someplace in london on friday night around midnight, trying to find some food and it was really quite intimidating and scaryish about.. and then... we see a wire shirt!!



Just walking the 2 mile walk from the hotel to the stadium, everyone beeping and cheering to each other, and then the masses outside the greyhound pub, buying bottles of WKD from the offlicense nearby and the guy behind the counter opening them for us.



Seeing everyone in fancy dress.



Walking into the stadium, and all you can see is half of wembley stadium in blue and primrose.



Wolfie scoring the try.



The 10 second countdown at the end of the game. Players stop ready for the hooter to jump on each other celebrating.



THe whole of the sunday, coming back beeping everyone on the motorway, getting back to warrington and playing chelsea dagger full blast with the windows down and beeping everyone, and loads of people cheering us or dancing to it.



Getting my champions tattoo today

Day of the Semi Final



Standing on Newton High Street late morning, with my jersey on, in a Flintoff pose, as 2 coachloads of Wigan fans pass by. Some of the 'ladies' on the coach didn't seem too happy and showed their disapproval.



Texting my missus at half time telling her that in 2 hours time I'd be stood in the same spot waving the coaches back.

And the Final



Not being able to sleep on Friday night. It was just like being a kid again at Christmas.



Waiting to get on coach 10 and hearing the driver tell a woman in her seventies that she couldn't bring on 2 cans of Mackies, despite being told they were for medicinal purposes.



Being really chuffed seeing how many cars there were on the motorway with Warrington colours. Seemed like every other car was P&B.



Driving past the Greyhound and seeing the number of Wire fans. 1 bloke dressed as a 1970s rugby player dancing along side the passing cars



Coach spotters in the Wembley car park.



Singing in the concourse just before kick-off.



A bloke asking me where he was. P&B paint running down his face.



'You're in Wembley?'

'oh'

'who you with?'

'don't know'

'where you sitting?

'don't know. Wemberley, Wemberley.................'



walking through the entrance to get to our seats, what a sight.



the noise



thinking it was all over when King scored.



knowing it was all over watching Hicks just before full time