My dad passed away peacefully yesterday morning aged 80 and it seemed fitting that we produced one of, if not the best, performances in anyone's memory. He actually signed for Stoke from Derby in 1955, scoring on his first team debut with a header and went on to score 3 goals in his first 6 games, suffering an early end to his pro career after sustaining a serious knee injury at plymouth. One of my fondest memories with him was the day of the Crouch wonder goal v Man City when i tried to get him turned around to do the "Poznan".... he had no idea what was going on. I was also fortunate enough to get a spot in the ex- players exec box with him about 4 seasons ago and we were royally entertained by geoff scott, terry conroy and sean haselgreave. I couldnt get him to the games as much as i would have liked in recent times due to his illness and i regret not being able to ring him yesterday to discuss the fantastic performance of the team. RIP Dad, will miss you more than words can say
'One moment in the first half summed up the bond that exists between Stoke's players and the supporters who follow them so fervently. To an almost bullring roar from The Britannia, Liverpool were pressed further and further back into their own territory by a chasing pack of opponents and an increasing sense of panic. The crowd loved it and so did Pulis and his players.'
Gutted for you, my sincere condolences. Lost my dear old mum at start of the year and am still totally bereft at it so I really know how you feel; just give yourself the time to grieve and at your own pace. Its harder for us guys as we're expected to just 'keep the stiff upper lip' whereas women have so much more support available. I feel for the many unsuspecting families who couldn't begin to predict the sadness that the next few winter months inevitably bring where there are elderly loved ones. It never helps hearing the usual things like "well, it was a good age, it was their time to go etc" - people mean well but actually often have yet to lose a parent and would never say that otherwise if they had. Its no easier just because they are old and you are middleaged; it's perhaps harder because you have had them for longer.
If you need help (and we all do with this) I can really recommend the Dove service based at the Dudson Centre in Hanley. I had several 50 minute sessions with a guy called Steve who really, really helped me with it. I think the GP has to refer you and I had an 8 week wait (such a busy time, the undertaker told me that in his 50 years on the job, this year was the busiest he ever knew). It is worth it. There's another one called Cruse that are more telephone based.
If you are still thinking re a funeral director, I can only say how excellent Tudor Davies were for my family; Geoff Tudor is one of the most sincere & kind men I have ever met.
If you need any advice or want to share, please don't hesitate to ask. You know, us guys need to help each other out a bit more when this shit happens in life.
Thanks TV68, i can relate to what you have said. It's the little things that hurt, i went for the phone yesterday after the match to ring him to discuss the game and how briliant we were. Just noticed his name in my phone address book, that sort of thing wrecks me at the moment. Just want to fast forward to the time when it doesn't hurt so much.