Had been at a big family get together deep in west Wales the previous night. Drove to Sheffield with my brother (Forest fan- long story) to watch the game at his house. Saw the match with him and his next door neighbour, a blades fan.
They both said that when it went to 2-0 neither of them could look at me. Just stared ahead.
Kev’s goal looked like a consolation - bit like Edin’s. But Dickov’s made me explode. The single most important goal in City history, as far as I am concerned. And his celebration rain soaked, closed eyes roar still gives me goosebumps.
Watched the penalties from the kitchen door.