Oakwell! It was almost like playing in a semi or a final, it being on a neutral venue and having a cracking atmosphere. I remember there being a number of people sat next to those giant inflatable aliens wearing Trin jerseys to make the crowd look larger for Sky and there being an horrendous pre-match and and half time band.

Oh aye most of the team shaved their heads for the match. Brunker's try. The Marches destroyed Saints that day if I remember rightly. Stott scored the winning drop goal with a few minutes left, right? Kenworthy running the ball up in the last minute, taking a soft tackle and then tried to run the clock down by playing dead. One of the Saints tried to picked him up by his jersey to tell him to play the ball, but Kenworthy went all floppy limbed and 'unconscious'.

The Oakwell game was a fantastic occasion and a superb victory for the Trinity. St Helen's were unbeaten in 10 or 11 games and everyone fully expected Andy Kelly's Wakefield team to be soundly trashed by the superstars of Sts.

I genuinely believe that the Trinity spirit that we all are so proud of today was kindled that night, our backs to the wall, written off by everybody, outgunned, outclassed, left with nothing else for our indomitable resilience we came out fighting as if our existence depended on it and won the game.

That sort of backs to the wall performance is now our trademark and most of the teams in the league are wary of the Wildcats when they look down and out.

i remember marchy stealing the ball off a bemused chris joint as he ran off the score the try that imho sent on way to victory (OK Scotts drop goal) but thats what i think.

Okay, I'm a recent Wakey fan so go easy...why did we play at Barnsley?

SL/SKY said Bell Vue was not up to standard and made us play at Oakwell.

Won't be a problem for too much longer though!

Remember a Saints game probably early 90's,we stood in front of the seats near the dugouts at that time,my brother decided he was gonna tell Paul Forber exactly what he thought of the dirty beggar!As Forber walked past us my brother launched this tirade of abuse at Forber,he stopped,looked around and slowly walked back to us,said brother decided he wasn't gonna back down and carried on his tirade,Forber,flexed his muscles,doubled in size and leant over the wall practically nose to nose with my brother and growled the loudest growl you've ever heard....My brother shut up as everyone else around us pi$$ed themselves!

Love it - that's memories are made of.

Make sure your brother gets a programme next week!

Ha ha,never learnt his lesson though!