I have Roger Hansbury on my shoulders on the old Arms Park when it was his last ever game for us in the Welsh cup final v Hednesford Town when we won 1.0
You can see me sprint from behind the advertising boards onto the pitch, while 4 stewards try and play British bulldogs with me but I outrun and dodge them all to join the players on the pitch at the final whistle.
I had been in the Owen Glyndawr pub all day drinking Mooncore Cider. (Anyone remember that stuff)?
As I got to him from behind I scooped him up onto my shoulders and everyone started singing, Roger, Roger Hansbury. Roger, Rodger Hansbury, while making a pretend dive on my shoulders and me somehow as pissed as a fart trying to keep myself from falling over while he is on me. It's on youtube somewhere I will post the timing on here with link. It's funny as