The promotion season when we drew against Bournemouth. 3-0 up at halftime, promotion in the bag I went to the toilet in the Kippax and there was a ticket tout desperately trying to offload tickets for the Bradford game at face value. I was only 15 at the time I had the money for a ticket but not the transport, so I thought fuck it were promoted anyway so it's a nothing game and decided not to purchase. Obviously the game ended 3-3 with Luther bloody Blissett equalising with a penalty 7 minutes into injury time. So gutted about drawing after being 3 up then even more gutted about not buying the ticket for the Bradford game because I would have found the money to get myself there. Still annoys me when I think back.