I've just spent over an hour reading every post on every page, and am not ashamed to say that I have shed a few tears.
I've laughed and cried.
It just brings back so many memories of friends and family, sadly some of them no longer with us.
Taking Liam (mini rogue) to his first RL games.
Going into the Griffin (Billy B's) or the Riverside.
The pre and post match discussions (arguments in the relegation season)
Glynn Shaws sing songs.
Billy B's tries. Mighty McTigue.
The professionalism of Edwards, Hanley and Bell (hated losing more than enjoyed winning)
My mate Ste abusing Murphy when he Alex was coach (and laughing when they were both on the ale together on the 2008 World Cup trip)
Central Park was a very special place, and I can understand just how many Saints fans are feeling now with the closure of Knowsley Road.