Great watching that, but it gives rise to a few random thoughts:
Watching Williams play, I found myself wondering how many black goalkeepers have played in the top flight. Either old First Division or Premier League. Not many, I should imagine. For some reason, they just don't seem to go for that position.
The actual quality of the football. I realised how blasé and spoilt we've become about watching the Rolls-Royce football of the last eight or nine years, and especially since Pep's arrival. We really weren't very good at that time, were we? There's a lot of hoofball being played by both sides, frankly. A lot of first balls poorly controlled, and then given away wildly. We just never play football even vaguely like that, now. That City side could barely have got the ball off the current one, I believe.
I'm slightly uneasy about hearing the crowd sing “You'll never walk alone” at one point. Did we really sing that at times? I have no memory of us singing it when I was most regularly on the Kippax, in the late sixties and right through the seventies. (I'm well aware, by the way, that although it seems to have been patented by that lot down the East Lancs Road, it was never exclusively their song. But I have no memory of us having any great affection for it).