This is one exclusive to those fans unfortunate enough to live outside the city of Sunderland itself - otherwise the return journey amounts to little more than a brisk walk, maybe stopping in town for a quick pint along the way. The final whistle will be greeted by scores of fans sprinting hell-for-leather towards the Stadium of Light and St. Peter's stations, all attempting to shave those crucial few minutes off their trek home for tea. Ultimately the queues aren't too bad, certainly not enough to keep fans from staying behind to applaud a particularly memorable victory, but that dirty yellow carriage can seem a lifetime away after a 0-3 demolition. Especially if it's raining, which it almost certainly will be.
