It's sometimes said that some stars shine twice as bright, but for half as long. That cliche would certainly not be out of place if applied to Mark Philo.
Mark played for Wycombe Wanderers, the club he's been at since he was 15, the club i've supported since i was 8. Mark died at 1620 this aftternoon, after a car crash just outside Reading in the early hours of this morning. He was 21 years old.
The relationship between supporters and players is a strange one, but i know i'm not alone in thinking of them as some sort of extended family. When the club's MD announced the news in the bar after the game today (the game was played at his families request), a number of people, myself included shed a lot of tears. There's no real way to explain how i feel this evening, but i know it can't be as bad as his family, friends, and the players he's played with for six years feel. My prayers and heart go out to them tonight.
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