By Joan Dawson
If we win tonight and Derby lose or draw on Sunday, then we’re promoted.
Naturally, if that happens, we’ll all be celebrating wherever we are.
But none of us will be in the stadium with 40+ thousand fellow supporters, the players, the manager.
We’ll be at home, in pubs, walking the dog, at work with the radio, or if you’re Roy Keane, in the cinema with your kids.
In re-arranging games, television is robbing supporters of some of the most exciting moments they can have.
Regular Saturday afternoons are bad enough because most of the time, even though you know your own result, you don’t know how it affects your league position, and we rarely now get the chance to cheer a N**c**tle defeat.