I wish I'd been able to applaud more of the Old Boys, but I was up and down the stairs between sips of 'beer'.
It's so uncivilised that I'm a criminal clapping them if I have a beer with me.
But once the OBs were all round the centre circle, how nice it must have been to hear us all chanting, "PNE - PNE -PNE".
Big Fat Sam left us with a grudge about the manger's position that he's borne with him for years. It's been a difficult week for him, and yet he put his face on show for PNE in front of the national media, and got a good response. I imagine that the invite went to Sam well before the Panorama programme, and he took the olive branch for the Pavilion and good on him, and good on us for the cheers he got.
Mind you, bearing in mind the FEITCTAJ attidude of Bernard Manning, I wonder if BFS and his ratchet screwdriver only came back to Deepdale last night knowing that is was his last chance to liberate a brown paper bag from under the players' lounge floorboards, being the proceeds from a proposterous, yet successful bet on the 4-5 FA Cup reverse to Bradford.