For as long as I live I will never forget this match.
Reminds me of the early days with the lads down the green. Dinnae matter how cold or dark it got you dinnae leave the pitch until the match was set. Playing in the ice slag, using drifts to your advantage even as you would tug a jersey. Bloody brilliant. Playing in the rain donnae even come close.
I envy those lads in Colorado. Snow coming down sideways and I bet nae a one of them ever felt the cold for the passion in their hearts.