Michael was on his feet, his hands gripping the back of the seat in front of him, his knuckles a bloodless, stark white.
He had just watched his young, [PA 80] goalkeeper, Sam Jones, fly through the air like a superhero and deny Derby County a goal that 30,000 people had already celebrated.
The CRACK of the ball hitting the crossbar, followed by Dave Bishop's desperate, goal-line clearance, was the single most beautiful, violent, and important sequence of the season.
And in the stunned, agonizing silence of 30,000 home fans, Michael felt the entire, massive, thundering weight of the game's momentum shift.
"I... I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY!" the commentator shrieked in Michael's ear, his voice cracking with pure, unadulterated adrenaline.
"Barnsley has survived! They have survived the hurricane! And Sam Jones... Sam Jones is the hero of the hour! That is... that is biblical!"
