Half way up 117...I'm sure the fucker screamed directly at me.It does me, I have mentioned it in another thread on this game. I am right behind that goal but near the back. At the time I dont remember much about his celebration as I had my head in my hands as soon as he was put through by Lescotts header, I just knew it was a goal. That scream was like a cruel mocking taunt of all the ghosts of our past failures right in our faces. The whole second half, well the whole game really was torture. Kompany nailed it when he said watching it back he couldn't believe how badly we played, individually and collectively. We never looked like scoring so when Zabba's goal went in it was pure relief. Once they equalised I knew we had a struggle but when they went 2-1 up I really thought we had blown it. The rest is glorious history.
Had visions on having nightmares with that as audio for the rest of my life....but it turned out proper city in the end.