How are we all feeling on the eve of our biggest game for 10 years

I feel nervous and sick! Grand Finals were full of excitement, this is just torture.

Nervous and sick, yes that pretty much sums it up...

We have a fully fit squad just at the right time.

I told anyone who would listen at the start of the season that the best way to go up would be via the final game, well here it is.

I am confident that win or lose we will at least put in a performance this time and not get embarrassed.

Come on boys dont leave anything in the dressing room...

See you all in the Top House if we win!

Well, this is it.

One game to define our season. I really think that if we don't win tomorrow, that's it for Bradford getting into SL if the current system stays as I don't see there being another club that has the wheels fall off to quite the extent that Wakefield's has this year.

Just saw the promo for it at half time of tonight's game. Now I'm twitching.

Very good promo video. Goosebumps

Maybe Angela Powers should ask the question. Interviewing Keiron Cunningham after tonight's game

"Keiron what does it feel like to go out at this stage?"

What a dipstick

Best of luck for tomorrow, ill be rooting for you guys!

If we are feeing sick... How will the players be feeling right now!!

Well for what it's worth , this Clown will be cheering you Bulls on tomorrow, I sincerely hope you make it back to SL where you belong.Charlie knows.

Never thought i would be saying this as a Leeds fan but, Good luck bulls. Lets get the derby back on next year

Sitting here with a very twitchy rear end and feeling a bit sick already. Whatever happens i will still be getting a season ticket next year.

COYB

Yeah, the whole season is down to this. Considering this is what we were hoping for all along, why am I wishing it were all over?

I feel sick!

I managed a leisurely sleep in until 1030 this morning. However after a 12 hour night shift (sandwiched in between a 35 mile drive each way) I have an old familiar feeling after a not so refreshing couple of hours kip. That's the same feeling as the morning of the 1996 Challenge Cup semi final when an out of form Leeds were disposed of at Huddersfield.

Hardly dared to think of winning with emotions and expectations suitably managed. Tempered with the occasional "dare to dream" thought but feeling nauseous all the time. It could all just be sleep deprivation but today could also be our day. COYB!