A cold, windswept early January day at Bloomfield Rd - FA Cup third round - Blackpool vs Villa, it's been a slog but the Blackpool defence have kept the Villains at bay for 90 minutes, the atmosphere is bordering on feral, a small plastic Scouse man hides behind his boss as constant abuse is directed towards him from the stands.
We enter stoppage time, the small plastic scouse man's boss starts to say how this is a good result and the replay should be easy, that moment there's a misplaced pass from the Villa midfield, a flurry of panicky passes finds the ball at Josh Bowler's feet, one man to beat, his instinct is to knock it past and run for the corner, locks blowing in the wind despite the constraints of his headband he glides past the defender and reaches the edge of the area, looking up, more in hope than expectation, to see if anyone in Tangerine has joined him, he sees one shirt, that of Cameron Brannagan, the ball is squared and instinctively Brannagan lets fly a first time punt, top corner, the keeper nowhere as the net bulges.
Up in the stands the Blackpool owner, Sir Simon Stadler, grins to himself as he watches the small plastic scouse man crumple to the floor on the sidelines, his boss spitting his chewing gum out, it lands on the small plastic scouse man's head.
'Fuck off fuckface, you little plastic scouse traitor' thinks the owner.