I was at Anfield in 77 - my Dad did lots of work in Liverpool and knew someone who knew someone and managed to get us some tickets in the Welsh end - we were a bit worried until we got there but nothing to worry about, there were no Welsh fans there - just Scots necking whisky from broken bottles. What an atmosphere - from where I was I've no idea whose hand touched the ball - but the sweeping goal that led to Dalglish's goal was a thing of beauty. great great night and we really thought we had a team that could do us proud in Argentina - oh well - at least we got there!