when the first aiders brought me on a stretcher to the first aid area. It was stage side and I was delighted as the band and Boss walked past the first aid area to take the stage... he was actually in awe of the crowd and it showed.

Anyway I was bandaged up and sent back out to the great unwashed thanks to my alcohol level numbing any pain and my denial that there was anything wrong other that a sprain. The next day, off to the Hospital and basically I had destroyed the ankle... broken and torn ligaments. It took one year to recover and my football career in tatters at the age of 24 !

To be fair, the Doctor who operated on me did a great job and 40 years later its still fully functional (despite carrying almost twice the weight!) with the screws and plate still in situ.