For me that was THE moment that I knew we were going to be promoted. I couldn't go to QPR as my wife and I were about to fly to Mexico to see our daughter. So there I was stuck in the departure lounge at Heathrow, I refused to watch any of the TV screens that could possibly come up with score...
I think you and I, old chap, belong to the same club! The only time I feel comfortable is when we're three goals up with ten minutes to go, and even then I worry that we'll concede in the 81st minute and the ref adds on seven minutes of injury time.
Mind you, I would rather have that anxiety...