That Mickey Mose of all Mickey Mouse competitions is the closest we've ever been in my lifetime until today (well not really, I forgot we lost to Northampton in a play-off semi in '97 but that's ruin the story).
Who remembers it?
It was the 1987/88 season. Cardiff City were in the dungeon but promoted as runners-up to Wolves, the team we bruished aside with ease yesterday, to get within a whisker of those tiwn towers ... sorry, new Wembley, big archway! That same season, Newport County finished bottom.
The Football League celebrated its Cenenary with a joke of a competition where 2 sides from each division played mini-games (think it was 15 mins each way) based on form of a mid-season period of, I think, 15 league games ... or was it based on goals scored?
City went to Orient in the last of those games but got stuffed 4-1 after being 0-0 half-time and missed out to Tranmere. I think it was of passing interest to most but I was as excited as feck.
Supporting Cardiff City is a lifetime of disappointment which is what makes the occasionals high so special.
It's nothing short of ironic that this could arguably be called our best season in my lifetime with a high finish, last 16 of the Carling Cup and now Quarter-Finals of the FA Cup.
Ironic because it really hasn't felt like that at all.
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