It was shortly after 6.30pm when Morgan Feeney allowed himself to relax and reflect on what had been the perfect day.
It could have, however, been anything but perfect. First, there was the small matter of a play-off final at Wembley, and then his boyhood club started their battle to avoid the unthinkable.
Sunday, May 29, was always going to be a date that Feeney would never forget. But whether he would get the perfect outcome was firmly up in the air.
