Gore Vidal described Ronald Reagan as
‘A triumph of the embalmer’s art.’ For most of the eighties it seemed like
open season on Ronnie. Remember how he confused Hollywood accounts with actual World War
II events? Remember how he refused to read a plump briefing on the Nicaraguan Contras,
preferring to watch re-runs of I Love Lucy (quite right, too)? But we
shouldn’t forget the part he played in helping make the world a safer place.
Admittedly, Gorbachev was ready to parlez. The prohibitive cost of the Red Army was too
much for the struggling USSR economy, especially after Afghanistan. But Reagan was no
dupe.
As for Margaret Thatcher, she seemed more intent on tearing things
apart. The DHSS revealed that 9.4 million were living at or below the poverty line, their
numbers having increased by a quarter between 1981 and 1985. Homeless people had doubled
over the same period. There was an obvious relationship between social exclusion and
crime. According to research conducted by the University of London, people who lived in
badly designed housing estates were eight times more likely to commit offences. And the
traditional industrial areas were suffering worst of all. According to one contemporary
study, Birmingham, Coventry, Walsall and Wolverhampton were rated as the most dismal
places in Britain (sounds like good objective stuff). Eventually the penny dropped. The
low tax enterprise culture was creating a sharply divided nation. Not that the yuppies
cared as they brayed, ‘Seven more glorious years!’ at the 1987 Tory conference.
But even Margaret Thatcher realised that something needed to be done and towards the end
of this season she announced a £3.6 billion urban regeneration programme, part of which
would be allocated to the Barden Colliery site in Burnley.
Burnley FC, too, realised that a regeneration fund was needed. The
bank agreed, having been pleasantly surprised at the effectiveness of the 1986/87
economies. So, Brian Miller was given a small budget for recruitment. His first task was
to secure a replacement keeper after Neenan had refused terms. Miller did well, signing
Chris Pearce and fellow midfielder Paul Comstive from Wrexham for just £12,000. Both
players would have an enormous impact upon the new team’s success. Steve Taylor was
re-signed from Preston for a small fee. Andy ‘versatility’ Farrell was also
signed from Colchester for £5,000. But striker George Oghani and defenders Peter Zelem,
Peter Daniel, Shaun McGrory and Steve Gardner were all signed on ‘frees’. The
only other fee paid was for Steve Davis, Crewe’s young centre half (£15,000), after
he had completed a successful loan period. In other words, Brian Miller almost completely
replaced and rejuvenated his side for less than £35,000. That was no small achievement.
A near-death experience normally draws the family together. Turf
Moor was no exception. 5,419 turned up for the opening game against Colchester, which
leaving aside the ghoul-inflated Orient gate, was the best league attendance for three
years. Los Lobos’ cover of La Bamba was number one. Despite the warm sun and
gentle breezes this was not a joyous occasion (0-3). As Eddie
Simmons explained:
‘A casual defence was the main cause of the upset. The first
goal came after 24 minutes when Lowe turned Deakin for Walsh to score, then Deakin allowed
Tony English through for the second seven minutes later. In the second half Burnley came
more into it, but Oghani was not being supported up front with Grewcock and Comstive
vainly trying to get the Clarets going. Colchester added their third on 75 minutes.’
Despite losing the first leg of their Littlewoods Cup tie with
Wrexham at the Racecourse Ground (0-1), Burnley finally got going at Somerton Park (1-0)
on the following Saturday. Their victory should have been more emphatic after Newport
defender, Brignull, was dismissed after thirty minutes. Nevertheless, Oghani scored in the
65th minute with a low shot, following from Grewcock’s pass. Burnley then
powered past an ultra defensive Wrexham side in the home leg (3-0) with all three goals
coming in the final fifteen minutes. This set up the seven-goal thriller with Carlisle at
the Turf (4-3).
Eddie Simmons reported:
‘Burnley, two up after five minutes, were in complete control
of the first forty-five minutes. The first goal came when Comstive headed on a Grewcock
corner for Zelem to head home. The second followed a Grewcock throw in, which was again
headed on by Comstive for Oghani to head into the net. Carlisle came back into it with a
goal on 20 minutes and could easily have had another. Burnley restored their two-goal lead
when Deakin volleyed in a Grewcock cross. Carlisle began to control things in the second
half and again pulled a goal back. Taylor then made it 4-2 after 75 minutes. Carlisle came
back with a twice taken penalty. But Burnley held out although Zelem did not help our
jangling nerves when he squared the ball across his own six yard area to Poskett, who
thankfully missed.’
The attendances continued to improve with 5,781 turning up for this
cracker and although Burnley crashed 1-4 at Leyton Orient three days later, successive
wins against Swansea (1-0) and Tranmere (1-0) put them temporarily in top place. It all
was too difficult to take in. But a further home victory over Wrexham (1-0) suggested that
the revival was for real. Having said that, the Clarets then sustained a disappointing
home defeat against Cambridge on the 19th September (0-2), a match played in
torrential rain. They had swarmed all over the visitors but just couldn’t score.
However, it was a more robust measure of their improvement when they took on First
Division Norwich City in the Littlewoods Cup.
Eddie Simmons reported:
‘A large Turf Moor crowd of 7,926 saw Burnley’s pride
restored as they fought out a 1-1 draw with Norwich. It was Cup-tie football at its best,
with the Clarets taking the lead after seven minutes when Grewcock beat a defender and
passed for Oghani to shoot home from fifteen yards. Norwich were level, though, eight
minutes later when a quickly taken free kick was flicked on for ex-Burnley favourite Wayne
Biggins to score. No Burnley player could be faulted. Pearce made some fine saves.
Comstive was a tower of strength and Taylor worked hard throughout.’
Alas, they were played off the park in the return leg and lost 0-1.
However, according to Eddie:
‘Pearce was heroic in goal, James played the sweeper role
effectively and Davis and Gardner linked together well.’
Their task wasn’t helped when Oghani was dismissed in the 65th
minute for a second bookable offence, although Farrell hit the bar very shortly after
George’s departure.
League progress was a bit up and down. Both Crewe (0-0) and
Rochdale (1-2) were battered but not beaten and league ‘new boys’ Scarborough
shut them out at Seamer Road (0-1). However, Hartlepool were overcome with a sweet twenty
yard volley from Comstive (1-0), putting the Clarets back into sixth spot.
On Saturday October 17th Burnley were due to play at
Exeter. It was one day after the ‘Great Storm’. The south of England was like a
war zone. Scores of stately elms, imperious beeches and expansive chestnuts, still in full
foliage, had been ripped up, smashed and thrown aside as if some celestial giant had
vented its spleen on the land. With 110mph gusts causing our houses to shudder,
M/A/R/R/S’ Pump Up The Volume seemed superfluous. Despite the trail of
devastation, Burnley picked their way around the wreckage rather well and returned with a
second away victory (2-1). Eddie Simmons recorded:
'Exeter were first to score when Edwards got past James, now
playing in his familiar sweeper role, and scored from close range. But Oghani made no
mistake from the spot after he had been tripped in the 25th minute.
Burnley were now on top and began to play some excellent football and were rewarded with
another goal from Oghani, who dummied the keeper and put the ball into the net from a very
fine angle. The home goalkeeper brought off some very fine saves notably from Taylor,
whose barren run continues.’
Three days after the Great Storm came ‘Black Monday’ with
£50 billion wiped off the stock market. On Wall Street shares were stripped of over 22%
of their value, twice the hit sustained during the 1929 Wall Street Crash. ‘Black
Monday’ then became ‘Grey Tuesday’ as Burnley failed to see off ten-man
Scunthorpe at home (1-1). This was after Taylor had ended his lean spell by converting a
chance set up by Oghani.
That seething cauldron of crowd unrest which is Plainmoor had seen
fit to ban away fans. Still if you’re truly determined, there’s usually a way.
It was worth the effort, too. On a balmy, tranquil autumn afternoon, Burnley gave a
magnificent performance against promotion-chasing Torquay. Britton put the Clarets ahead
when he took advantage of Comstive’s backheader from a corner. The second came from
an explosive left foot drive from Comstive, after James had pushed a free kick his way.
Taylor, who got on the end of a bye-line cross from Grewcock, scored the third. Grewcock,
Comstive and Britton (in for the suspended Oghani) were all superb. Torquay’s reply
came in injury time (3-1).
Despite early success in the Freight Rover Trophy at Tranmere
(2-1), league form then dipped. Burnley were fortunate to scrape a draw at home against
Stockport (1-1) but went down to a late goal at Halifax (1-2) in midweek. One day before
the Remembrance Day bombing in Enniskillen, Burnley went to Wolves. Radio 2 described the
7th November fixture at a cold, foggy Molineux, as a ‘battle between two
arthritic giants.’ For all that Burnley’s defence played gallantly against
Wolves’ big guns, which included Bull and Mutch, but conceded three goals in the
final seventeen minutes (0-3). The FA Cup provided no joy either, when Bolton won at Turf
Moor with a 72nd minute penalty, after Burnley had created all of the pressure.
The attendance was some consolation, though, with 10,641 turning up.
On the following week, and two days after the King’s Cross
tube fire, Burnley gained full revenge over Wanderers, with loan signing David Reeves
scoring a second half winner on his debut (2-1). Another Freight Rover victory followed.
This time Rochdale were the victims (3-2). Then it was time to turn the clock back at
London Road. Not only because Neenan was in goal for Peterborough. He had little to do. It
was the result, which smacked more of 1986/87 (0-5). Burnley only came into the game when
it ceased to matter. At least, they did not repeat last season’s debacle with
Hereford. But it was a dreadful game (0-0). Steve Davis stood head and shoulders above
everyone else. At £15,000 he looked a snip. Steve also did the business at Cardiff on the
Saturday before Christmas, with a firm header from a corner. Burnley were then well on top
and should have killed the game. However, again the defence leaked late goals, with
Cardiff turning the game around in the last ten minutes. Burnley slumped to fifteenth
position.
Burnley finally shook off their indifferent form when they came up
against Rochdale again, this time in a league fixture at Turf Moor on Boxing Day.
T’Pau’s China In Your Hand was top of the charts. As Eddie Simmons
described it, it was:
‘A Boxing Day treat for 7,013 fans who saw Burnley in
tremendous form.’
Oghani opened the scoring after ten minutes with a header from a
corner. He then had a diving header blocked before Comstive, who performed terrifically,
worked a one-two with Grewcock to set up Reeves, but the young Sheffield Wednesday player
hit the bar. But Burnley were not to be denied. Two minutes before half time, Burnley
scored twice. Andy Farrell crashed in the first from 25-yards and almost immediately after
Comstive headed in from close range. Britton wrapped it up in the second half (4-0). A day
later, at Darlington, Burnley squandered their first half domination to allow the home
side to storm ahead after the interval (2-4). It was a fine game of attacking football and
again Reeves demonstrated his worth by scoring both goals.
The attacking policy was persisted with at Carlisle, too, on New
Year’s Day. By then the Pet Shop Boys’ cover of Elvis’s Always On My
Mind had displaced T’Pau. The facts of the Windscale fire of 1957, our Chernobyl,
had been covered, too. That is, until today. So it was a good day for the conspiracy
theorists. Not a good day for Carlisle, though. Eddie Simmons told us:
‘Both defences were non-existent in the first half and it was
Carlisle who took the lead in the 11th minute when the Burnley defence stood
still awaiting the linesman’s flag. Burnley were level seven minutes later when
Farrell got Reeves away, who rounded Hampton for Oghani to score. Again Carlisle went in
front when the Clarets again did not play to the whistle. Then just before half time,
Billy Wright squared it up again when he deflected a shot from Farrell into his own net.
Deakin rifled Burnley in front in the 51st minute but the scores were level
once more when Halpin bent a free kick around the wall. Parity was short-lived, though,
for in the very next minute, Comstive met a Burnley corner and Davis headed home’
(4-3).
Unfortunately, Burnley could not sustain this momentum when, on the
next day, they took on lowly Tranmere. Comstive rescued them with an 88th
minute equaliser (1-1). Form was scarcely better against doomed Newport. It took them the
best part of an hour to break down the poor Welsh side, when Reeves scored from
Taylor’s pass. Comstive finally gave the scoreline a semblance of respectability with
a low drive with just two minutes remaining (2-0). Meanwhile, David Mellor was warming up
for his 606 pyrotechnics (not) by laying into the Israelis over their treatment of the
Palestinians on the Gaza Strip. Mellor had clearly forgotten that the Israelis were
morally fireproof after the Holocaust.
A week later, Burnley were defeated by Cambridge after Grewcock and
Comstive were dismissed. With Taylor and Reeves both missing easy chances it was a
thoroughly miserable day (0-2). Fatal Attraction had just opened in Britain under a
hailstorm of hype. It seemed to be staking a claim for monogamy, a morality tale for a
generation troubled by AIDS. But was family reckoned to be so crappy that fathers had to
be frightened into staying at home? And how come the angel of destruction was a
hysterical, vindictive mistress? This seemed like apocalyptic misogyny.
Burnley’s troubles were compounded when Reeves was recalled by
Wednesday after scoring six times in twelve appearances. But they still managed to wriggle
past Third Division Chester in the Freight Rover Trophy (1-0) after Steve Davis had
totally nullified the threat of Chester’s Stuart Rimmer. They followed this up with a
rampaging victory at Wrexham (3-1) after recovering from a 65th minute deficit.
Deakin, Hoskin and Oghani did the damage. Their delight at this memorable victory was
enhanced by the news that Reeves had been permitted to return. Burnley would later try to
buy him, introducing double-priced turnstiles to raise the necessary cash for new players.
Although over £6,000 would be raised by this means, Wednesday refused to part with
Reeves. Reeves’ goals pushed Burnley up to fourth position at the beginning of March.
Wednesday’s refusal to sell him would have a crucial outcome on the season.
League form fluctuated in February and March with important
victories gained over combative Darlington (2-1), dreadful Colchester (1-0), struggling
Exeter (3-0) and competitive Leyton Orient (2-0) but some disappointing defeats inflicted
by Scarborough (0-1), Hartlepool (1-2) and Stockport (0-2). When table-topping Wolves came
to Turf Moor on April 2nd, the gulf between them and the rest couldn’t
have been made more emphatic. Oghani missed a penalty but the gate of 10,386 provided
Burnley’s main compensation. Chris Down
was there.
‘Well, that was really worth waiting for, wasn’t it? I
hoped this would be one of the best matches of the season. It was a lovely, warm, bright
day with the pitch in excellent condition considering the recent heavy rain. The programme
invited me to colour in the Wolves jersey, but I’d last seen that colour in the
gent’s toilet in the Park View, so gave that a miss.
Until Holmes scored the first, from a throw in after a stupid
muddle in our defence, the teams were fairly even. Then the Clarets cranked it up and had
a goal disallowed for offside on 32 minutes, but that was virtually the only time we get
into the Wolves box. Wolves’ players were much quicker to the ball. It was tragic to
see our players lumbering vainly a couple of yards behind. After the interval, Wolves
turned up the heat and Bull’s simple tap-in made it 0-2 after 61 minutes. This goal
demoralised the Clarets and we spent the next ten minutes mishitting (should there be a
hyphen in there?) every ball. Mutch knocked a pointless match on the head three minutes
from time.’
Nevertheless, there was still a chance of a play off place after
Halifax were beaten (3-1) at Turf Moor on April 8th, but three defeats in the
Clarets’ last five games put paid to that. The Freight Rover competition, re-named as
the Sherpa Van Trophy, seemed to provide the main hope of glory. A fine win was gained
against Bury at Gigg Lane on 9th February (1-0) with Comstive’s 37th
minute penalty proving crucial. This put Burnley into a Northern semi-final with Halifax.
It was a tough game (0-0), made tougher by a dreadful tackle on Grewcock, which kept him
out for the rest of season and blighted his remaining career. Comstive held his nerve in
the subsequent penalty shoot out, putting Burnley through 5-3, after Paddy Roche’s
previous shot had hit the bar. This victory enabled Burnley to reach the two-legged
Northern final with Third Division Preston.
The first game was played at Turf Moor in front of 15,680
supporters. It was a tight game with few chances, and Preston having the better of them
(0-0). In 1987, Preston over ran Burnley at Deepdale, where their superior strength was
enhanced by their plastic playing surface. Few of us gave Burnley much of a chance.
However on a warm, placid evening they turned on a fiercely competitive display.
While Preston were guilty of over-elaboration, Burnley went for the
jugular. They were sent on their way in the 32nd minute. Pearce had just made a
smart save from Swann and his long clearance found Oghani on the break. George quickly
brought the ball under control and fired viciously across David Brown from just inside the
area (1-0). It was his seventeenth goal of the season. Not bad for a free transfer!
Thereafter, Burnley were under the cosh. Brian Mooney was
Preston’s most dangerous attacker, giving McGrory a difficult evening and setting up
chances for Ellis and Brazil. He also had several pots at goal himself, one of which was
brilliantly saved by Pearce.
Preston equalised in the 65th minute when a free kick
from just outside the Clarets’ box was deflected to Brazil in a crowded area and he
shot under Pearce (1-1). Burnley could have caved in at this point, but it was a measure
of their progress over the previous twelve months that they refused to be subdued. Davis
was absolutely brilliant dominating Ellis in the air and on the ground. Deakin and Gardner
were very impressive, too. But Burnley’s man-of-the-match was Chris Pearce, who made
a series of stupendous saves, made more notable by his thigh injury, which prevented him
from taking goal kicks in the second half. In fairness, each Burnley player worked his
socks off. Their reward came three minutes into the second half when Preston failed to
clear their lines and after some pinball action, little Ashley Hoskin crashed the ball
home (2-1), right in front of the delirious Burnley supporters. Preston continued to press
but Burnley were dangerous on the break and this was how Comstive finished Preston off
three minutes from time. Oghani and Comstive were two on one. Although the linesman was
flagging for offside when Oghani’s pass set Comstive up for a simple finish, the
referee overruled him, seeing that the solitary Preston defender (3-1) had deflected the
ball into Paul’s path. It was unbelievable! Just twelve months after the threat of
extinction we were at Wembley! The Burnley hordes poured onto the pitch to embrace their
heroes. What a night that was!
As we approached the big day, the US Senate approved Reagan’s
missile reduction deal with Gorbachev. But attempts to remove General Noriega from Panama
were abandoned when it was discovered that he rather enjoyed having Bruce Springsteen
blasted at him from American helicopters twenty-four hours a day. Labour back-bencher Ron
Brown was in hot water again. This time he was accused of ‘frolicking’ in the
House of Commons’ shower room with female company. He’d already been rapped for
grabbing and damaging the mace. Ron was defiant. ‘It’s totally untrue,’ he
claimed. ‘Some people say because I dropped the mace I must have dropped my
trousers.’ Meanwhile at Basra, the Iraqis were beginning to get the upper hand in the
drawn out conflict with Iran.
On May 29th all forms of transport were commandeered to
take Burnley’s massed support to Wembley. Just about every coach in the area had been
chartered, so some fans hired a furniture van. It was a warm, sunny day with many Clarets
sporting their ‘Burnley on Tour’ T Shirts, listing their victims on the back:
Tranmere, Rochdale, Chester, Bury, Halifax, Preston. The retailers had been sharp enough
to recognise the Clarets’ taste for irony.
This event had built up a reputation for being the ‘friendly
final’ and this one was no exception. On the day before 102 people were arrested for
violence at Stamford Bridge. There was none of that nonsense here. Burnley and Wolves fans
were sharing pubs all over North West London, getting pleasantly pissed and enjoying the
banter and good-natured jibes. Even after the game, there was much handshaking and
swapping of scarves, hats and flags. It seemed quite appropriate that the Fairground
Attraction’s Perfect should be the month’s best selling single.
We’ve all got our stories to tell of that day. Let’s hear
Mark Pilling’s account.
‘The Baker Street tannoy trilled, "The train on Platform
4 is for the Wembley extravaganza" with a hint of Cockney sarcasm. Nevertheless,
80,841 people converged on the land’s premier stadium to witness the finest moment in
the recent history of both Wolverhampton Wanderers and Burnley Football Clubs.
In common, I expect, with most of you I hardly expected to see
Wembley bedecked with Claret and Blue after seeing us slide ignominiously from the First
to the Fourth Division. But there was the moving sight before my very eyes. The London
supporters can be proud to have contributed over 180 people to Burnley's support of
30,000.
The preliminary match, dominated by Ray Pointer and Peter Noble,
manufactured a score in favour of the ‘Vintage Clarets’ (2-0). When Leighton
James trotted into the real thing as a 61st minute substitute one couldn’t
help wondering if he’d joined the wrong match.’
The pitch was in gorgeous condition, perfect for playing sweet,
controlled football. The Clarets were quicker to settle, confidently knocking the ball to
one another. However, as good as their approach play was, they were not really hurting
Wolves, although Farrell’s first minute diving header went narrowly wide. Robertson
and Streete were dominant at the heart of Wolves’ defence giving Oghani and Taylor
very few opportunities.
‘Wolves first demonstrated their threat in the area after
eleven minutes when Pearce tipped a fierce 25-yard free kick from Gary Bellamy against the
bar and Peter Daniel cleared. Then the mighty Bull shot viciously wide on the half volley
in the 14th minute as the Wolves began to bare their teeth in what was an open
game. There were moments of real skill, too, like Comstive’s cheeky flick to Pearce
over the charging Bull.
It took twenty-two minutes for the inevitable to happen. A corner
was floated over from the right. It was only half cleared. Bull scooped it back and Pearce
could only palm in Mutch’s header.’
It was a soft goal and Pearce rightly berated himself for not doing
better. Certainly, the ball had not been headed with power and Pearce had stretched far
enough to his left to push it aside.
Wolves then seized control, but up until the break they were unable
to turn their greater possession into further goals. Davis was marshalling Bull superbly,
although he was booked on the 37th minute as their tussle began to heat up.
'However, our spirits lifted when Wolves’ captain Ally
Robertson was substituted within five minutes of the restart. We wondered whether this
would help our strikers to get more of a look in. But Streete grew above his considerable
stature to breach the gap.'
Shortly after half time, Steve Davis met Deakin’s free kick,
but his header was directed straight at Mark Kendall in the Wolves’ goal.
‘It was dead ball situations, which would win this day and a
51st minute goal conceded from a free kick just outside the area left us
fighting merely for pride. Dennison slotted it neatly into the left-hand corner with
Pearce no where. The Wanderers went wild.’
Wolves’ manager Graham Turner later told us that Dennison had
been practising these free kicks all week and making a mess of all of them. He had
considered instructing him not to take any in this game. If only he had.
Burnley refused to lie down. On the hour, Steve Taylor finally had
a good chance to open Burnley’s account but his header, from McGrory’s cross,
cleared the bar. Shortly afterwards, Leighton James came on for McGrory and immediately
turned the clock back with some sparkling wing play. Oghani provided a superb cross for
Comstive on 62 minutes, but his header clipped the top of the bar. Then Andy Thompson
cleared off the line in the 67th minute from Comstive after James had set his
midfielder up with the opportunity. As the game drew to a close Oghani and Comstive had
further opportunities, but so did Wolves on the break, and Mutch and Bull were very close
to adding to their lead.
‘Oghani ran valiantly and Comstive drove forward from midfield
but the killer touch was lacking. Looking back, Wolves were in a different class.’
Despite all the pressure exacted by the Clarets in the second half,
Wolves always seemed to have something in reserve. Arguably, Burnley’s best moments
came about due the enforced substitution of Robertson at the heart of Wolves’
defence. Up until his departure, it seemed as if nothing would penetrate the wall
established by him and his partner Floyd Streete.
Despite the disappointment of defeat, this was a day of pride. The Daily
Telegraph stated, ‘It’s not every day that two Fourth Division teams emerge
as a greater box office draw than England’s internationals.’ The Times added,
‘Burnley’s spirit was undimmed and they played a full part in an enjoyable
spectacle. They deserved better reward in the second half when Leighton James came on to
offer a nostalgic reminder of more recent happier days at Burnley.’
On their return to Burnley, the team had a magnificent reception
from the town with around 5,000 people lining the streets and ground in heavy rain to
acknowledge their efforts. Chants of ‘We’ll support you ever more’ roared
out from everywhere. Ray Deakin said, ‘I felt more emotional when we reached the
Cat’s Whiskers’ roundabout than when I stepped out at Wembley. With the rain and
the fact we lost, I thought who would have blamed them if they didn’t turn up. But
the fans are superb. They never cease to amaze us.’ Frank Teasdale remarked on it
being a moving occasion. He added, ‘The fans are unbelievable – we never thought
they would turn out in such numbers. Their behaviour at Wembley was a credit to everyone
and this is a wonderful way to round off a great weekend for the club.’ Peter Pike MP
said, ‘Burnley Football Club stands for the whole town and the town can be proud of
them.’ John Galbraith, the club’s main sponsor, agreed, ‘The players did
Burnley proud. This is once again a family club and it wasn’t for some time.’
The Sherpa Van competition netted over £150,000 for the club.
Fired by additional resources and rejuvenated spirits, ambitions of success began to burn
once more. We couldn’t wait to launch our next promotion challenge.
