Let's have a cheer for Erskine!" Neil stood up on the bench and got into that cheer in great shape.

He was feeling better.

Mills had half promised to put him in, and while that might mean much or nothing it was ground for hope.

He trotted on to the field and over to the benches almost happily.
The spectators were settling back in their seats, and the cheering had begun once more.

The north stand had regained its spirit.