... I went into Prince Albert ( now The Brick) before and remember a group of Celtic fans who had come down. They were singing Grand Old Team but instead of Ev - er- ton at the end they shouted God Bless Them.

I thought I'd get off a little earlier than usual but was shocked at the size of the queues - ended up in a panic right back by the school.

Main memories are the utter, utter silence when they scored and later, as Trevor Steven got the pass for the winner, a moments hush and collective breath holding before pandemonium.

I didn't learn my lesson, I nearly didn't get in for Wimbledon 9 years later.