To be honest, the game was a bit of an anti-climax, more vapid than rapid. It wasn't a game to remember, but it was a moment not to be forgotten. The prodigal son finally returned. He played with a covering to protect his nose, or possibly to 'mask' his emotions. Just like the intensity of the game, the booing also progressively reduced as we approached  the ninety. The Arsenal zealots seemed to lose interest in him. But, in the 90th minute, when he was finally hooked off, and started to make his way off the pitch he once called home, it happened.  It started from the North Bank end and disseminated; applause from all corners of the stadium. And he reciprocated....
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