I wonder if we've seen the last of them, now that you're the Cup holders?

Well done Warrington. I love cup final day whoever is playing, and its always an emotional day. Seeing the fans singing Abide With Me always brings a lump to my throat, but when the winning team climbs those steps to receive the cup is always emotional for me. See you next week

I got pretty choked after the whistle went, surprised but I suppose the umpteen years of ups and downs(mostly) came dribbling out (although the fifteen pints and the three hours sleep in two days I had might have had something to do with it ha ha).

To be honest there were grown men all around blubbing like babies.

A few tears, not as emotional as the semi (bum bum).

I expect it to catch up with me, either at the parade today, or watching it six times tomorrow.

Still feel a bit like a dream.

Must admit to a few tears during the singing of "abide with me" but @ the final whistle I was just so so happy - couldn't stop smiling

I had a lump in my throat admittedly.

I did a little...

I did loads, and everyone was walking past me hugging me and congratulating me. They said I was very very animated during the 80 minutes.

I feel quite cheated to be honest. I paid £31 for a seat at Wembley and never used it once!!!!

As soon as the hooter went i just couldn't control the tears...

I certainly did! A couple of times in fact

And again today when I watched the game again

And again later today when we went to the homecoming

I sobbed like a big girl

So did i, at the homecoming, but it was ok, i used the rain to hide it.

I was too busy to be jumping around oike a mad man to be crying, althoufg two of my mates did shed more than a few tears.

I nearly drowned block 510 when the little kiwi with the big lungs hit that last note of Abide With Me.

Was alright until about 15 mins into the second half when the eyes were welling up again.

Then when the hooter hit, the floodgates opened. I had sunglasses on, though, so noone saw me Was nice to see the fella next to me have to remove his glasses every so often to whipe his eyes when he thought no one was looking.