1) Watching Spurs get mauled in their own back yard by us.
2) Watching rags get mauled in their own back yard by us.
3) Yaya Toure in the Semi.
4) Yaya Toure in the final.
5) The creation of the Balotelli song.
I think I have to go with the FA Cup Final, even though I failed to get a ticket for the game, I watched it on the telebox with my Family, it was one of those periods of life where you forget everything else exists apart from what's infront of your eyes. When Toure lashed that ball into the back of the Stoke net I felt years and years of hurt vanish, many a school bully mocking me for being blue over red, many an arrogant scouser going all 'historical' on me, those years of pain and absoloute shite football (in the main) were thrown into the nostalga book of rememberance of what we use to be...... When the final whistle went, I'll be honest I cried, I cried because we'd won it, we'd won it in the year Neil Young passed away into that great blue heaven in the sky, we'd thrown the gauntlet down for the future, but that is our defining moment of the year for me.