In 1981 I took my wife and two boys (aged 3 and 7 weeks) to Wembley for the cup final. We were there the day before the game and went to the stadium ( as we staying at the Wembley Hilton) for an afternoon stroll. Tv crews were setting up and all the access doors were wide open, so, in we went. We walked, with a toddler and a baby, all round the inside of Wembley, including the Royal box without anyone challenging us. The following day I attended the game whilst the wife went shopping. The result of that game, and the subsequent replay is well documented (I attended the replay on my own) but I swore, after the replay, to my lads that one day we will have our revenge.
My lads are now long time season ticket holders (30+ years) and today we all watched the game in my garden. I reminded them, before the game, of my promise in 1981.
It has taken a long time coming but watching today with my sons was an honour and pay back to Steve *ucking Archibold, Ossie Ardiles and especially, Ricky *ucking Villa. Revenge is sweet, Thank You City, I’ll sleep tonight.