i think everyone went on the train becausethere was no petrol to be had anywhere- a man i knew who drove to all away games came on the train with us (more of him later)
gazelle is quite right that at crewe we stopped opposite a trainful of liverpool fans who proceded to try to get at us by crawling through the windows!
i remember walking to the ground and being good naturedly jeered by spuds fans outside some pubs.
when we got to the ground we walked up the steps and realised we were the first in, so me and my brother stepped out onto this empty floodlit patch of concrete and it felt like the whole ground turned to look at us (i'm sure they didnt but thats how it felt)
i remember kingy smacking ardiles at the start and being really pleased at how well we were playing.
does anyone else remember the chelsea fans in the back of our section? there were a few spuds in there looking for easy pickings and they were dealt with by the chelsea fans
i was standing right at the back and when jeff scored it all went a bit bonkers and i found myself up against the fence at the front with no idea how i got there. i dont think any goal before or since has been celebrated quite so wildly
walking back to the train was horrible. where was all that good natured banter now? we started off walking behind a police van but when a couple of lads got picked offand the police didnt seem to care i split off with a lad from school and tried to blend. that was a bit difficult as people from the north looked different to londoners then. gazelle is right that there were a lot of awful cockney (australian) accents that night. after a series of scares we found our way back to the station and just needed to get accross the road to safety when the fella mentioned above that always drove noticed me accross the road and waved and shouted at the top of his voice 'hey jimmy, great result eh?' i have never run so fast in my life...
dont remember anything about coming home at all
its such a pity that there wasnt any proper coverage of the game as it would be lovely to see what really happened