Was at both legs against Everton and have only vague memories of the home match, probably because i was sat next to my old man who had the same seat for over 40 years in the main stand and although the view was superb...just along from the director's box (had a bird's eye view of the time john bond tried a quick route to the dressing room and leapt down from his seat in the box into the tunnel, only to slip on his crododile shoes and make a complete arse of himself )
But I remember the power equaliser running onto the ball and the feeling as it hit the net like it was yesterday ( one of my favourites power, also a subject for the boo boys for a time.) Driving home, it really felt like there was nothing to stop us from reaching wembley. Indeed i can remember at that time, both in the cup runs and in the league, the sheer disbelief as we moved from a relegation threatened shambles to a team full of attacking verve and goalscoring threat.