I missed this game due to knicking a bag of minstrels in Tip Top in the Arndale. The one and only time I've stole anything(apart from hotel rooms) my mate's knocked on about 10 to go Xmas shopping( I was 11 years old at the time) I said I'm going to City at about 2 with mi dad, but they talked me round and said we'd be back in Moston for 1 easy. Anyway, we all dared each other to knick a chocolate bar or something, but a fucking eagle eyed fat bastard rag away top wearing twat store detective grabbed us on way out. In Bootle street until 5.30 and missed this goal :( luckily my mum got me from the station (and kept shtum) and not my slipper wielding dad who was fortunately at Maine Road. And that is why I never stole again. CTID