So funny.
I'd flown in the night before and stayed in a Yotel capsule at T3 for 6 hours before setting off to meet my mate. Bag dropped at his his, we took off, the car in a cloud of doom and pessimism other than me. I was, at that point, jet-lagged and sleep-deprived (i did not get any rest in the Yotel, just lay there watching the telly)...I not only felt SURE we would do it, I had a debate with one of my mates about how important Crouch might be and how I wanted him to play.
I was supremely confident in the ground, a few beers, singing loudly (we always get a good sing-song at City both old and new ground) and it felt like a very, very special night. For 70-odd minutes I was supremely confident Then JD just missed that ball across, as did Crouch, sliding in, goal gaping. I turned to my mates and said 'that was the moment wasn't it? fudge!' to which one of them said 'don't lose faith now, there's one more golden one coming'...we were just to the right of the goal about 7 -8 rows from the front when Crouchy scored, and I we went fudging mental. But those last 10 mins or so? Ha! I was nervous. I remember singing up just to spend the energy. There was one moment right near the end when BAE allowed the ball to go out for our throw (as I remember) and THAT was when I felt it again. When that whistle went, oh well...fudge...
On the way home (via a boozy interlude at the Knutsford services) someone started debating how far we'd go in the CL. I said we were made for that competition (still believe we are right now!) but that we shouldn't look forwards too much but just enjoy the night, the moment, and the triumph. I never took it for granted.
Thank fudge!
Yeah, our entrance was block D as I remember...remember that there was an open day at Cheshunt that close season? I got both ticket stubs signed, one by Glenn (the first game) and one by Ricky (the replay stub)...happy days...BTW, what a BRILLIANT football match it was, and to be fair, McKenzie scored a goal that in any other final would've been Cup Final goal of the decade. But then came Ricky!
Oh and seeing Glenn Hoddle play for Swindon. My old man insisted that I saw Hoddle play before he retired. He actually named me after him - he gave the old dear the choice between Glenn & Osvaldo! Can't think why she chose the former...
5-1 vs Arsenal
Watching Spurs play in the San Siro in the champions league has to be up there. Before that the only Spurs european tie i saw was against Kaiserslautern in the 90's.
One of my best Spurs memories was 2-0 at home to Middlesborough under Jol - the first game i ever attended as a season ticket holder. Managed to keep hold of it for the next three seasons before i couldn't afford it anymore.
Stalteri scoring against West Ham was quality, but as other people have said;
5-1 vs Arsenal
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