My first league away game since the 90s I think. Went with my Bruv so a good chance to catch up. Lovely day, a couple of beers, and a good view from the upper tier. We were lethargic first half yet still could have had a couple. We both said that if we stepped up even one gear we should blow them away. As soon as second half kicked off you could see Jack was further forward, and of course it paid off straight away. We could have had four or five over the next 20 minutes but switched off a bit after the second goal and seemed to be trying to walk it into the net.
Favourite moment was just after the first goal I decided to go for a piss. Got downstairs and amidst a very loud chorus of "Super Jack" someone said to me "was it Jack"? I almost said "no shit Sherlock".