I remember in 98 how I felt when we qualified. I remember the utmost joy with my neighbors and their pot covers for about 30 mins straight. I remember happily walking to school the next morning and being turned back because it was a holiday. Core memories.
I used to listen to fame on Wednesdays just for the retro. now I must find an alternative. this one bagga chatting and chatting! kmt. ruined a good thing