We DID score a belter at White Hart Lane - when Jeff Johnson wheeled away, his arm aloft and I leapt to my feet at the tippy top of a high, steep stand, I thought my heart would burst with joy. And all the Spurs fans who had been "well done you plucky non-leaguers, 1-0 is no disgrace" a minute before were somewhat less generous all of a sudden.
Of all the 3rd round goals, this was easily my favourite:
John Hughes - I was in a state of disbelief: I couldn't believe we had scored.
Jeff Johnson (Spurs) - see above
Barry Whitbread - a brilliant goal against Orient, but if only he and Barry Howard hadn't got in each others way in front of the Golf Raod just after half time
Jeff Johnson (Orient) - too little too late - we'd played poorly in a match that reminded me massively of the 2-1 defeat at Doncaster against Scarborough a couple of years before
Heathcote - if ever I meet Ray Clemence, I will breate him for not letting Barry Whitbread score after he had gone round the keeper.
Howard - if only he'd got the one just before half time at Turf Moor to make it 1-1
Ellis - Oh you beauty, I told you we are better than this 1st Division sh*te
Hopkins - he's rounded the keeper, can he finish, can he.. HE CAN!!!