Wolves. Battles. Bakes.

Twelve months ago, towards the end of Wolverhampton Wanderers epic Championship winning season, I was only able to enjoy their successes when they played at home. You see, life for me as a passionate supporter of the Old Gold has been a frustrating one - and I don't mean because of our lack of success on the pitch (until now).

My name is Simon Rickards. I'm a 44 year old single man who suffers with anorexia, borderline personality disorder and, as a result, acute social anxiety. During last ...