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15 years ago today ....

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Every time I've watched the video since, I still get nervous when Gudjohnsson shapes up for that shot. I was convinced at the time that he was going to bury it.

Happy days. 😎
 
I thought he blasted it over the bar?
Is my memory wrong or is that photo not actually a picture of that particular incident?
 
I'd forgotten meanwhile that Biscan had been subbed on by then. This doesn't apply to him so much, but the number of bit part players who contributed at vital moments in that campaign was just unreal.
 
I remember screaming at Nunez in the very final minute to run it into the anny road end corner. That was probably the only positive thing he ever did for us.
 
I thought that was pongolle for some reason. I was hammered that night so I may have got that wrong.
 
Pongolle got another of the goals. He and Mellor were two of the examples I had in mind when I posted about bit part players.

There were a fair few others who stepped up in Istanbul on the big night itself: Smicer with two vital goals despite knowing it was his last game for the club; Cissé who came on and frightened their left flank with his pace before scoring one of the penos; Baros who was instrumental in the 3-3 equaliser by putting Stevie through in the first place and then preventing Nesta from running into the area in time to clear the ball after Dida's save; Traore - TRAORE for pity's sake - with one brave and crucial clearance off the line. That night we provided the ultimate proof, if any were needed, that it's a team game.
 
He hit it just wide.

And PERFECTLY wide...

Any less wide, and it's in the net. Any more wide, and it's off Igor and it's in the net.

He might have had a space the width of that football plus another inch to put it into so that it didn't end up in the back of our net... Anywhere else, and we're not going to Istanbul.
 
I knew he was going to score... It was practically impossible to miss from there.

I turned from the TV and sank to my knees in the bar that I was in. To this day, I simply cannot believe that he didn't score.
 
I have no memory of the incident at all. I don't know why. I remember most of the game clearly.

But I just don't remember it as some huge moment of peril like most do.

Weird.
 
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