20 years ago yesterday...

Another excuse to post this:

Olympiakos... Right... I was pretty sure we wouldn't do enough to qualify, I was pretty sure I'd be too late to get there if my flight was slightly delayed, and my mate was desperate for a ticket so I gave mine to him.

I was in Luxembourg on business and wasn't going to get back till that evening, it was touch and go. Thing is this was a new bizz presentation so me and my mate got into Luxembourg the afternoon before and said, let's go for a couple of quick pints now and get our heads down because we were getting picked up at our hotel by the MD of the company at 8 in the morning to be taken to their office.

What happened next was probably the maddest night of my life, and I stumbled into his car stinking of vodka and latex and bad drugs having had zero sleep, and after the meeting me and my mate were in the lift blaming each other for being so stupid and depraved, and said we'd never talk about it again unless we won the business (we did, hence this). Meanwhile, another mate rang me and said he had a spare on the back row of the Kop, so I was like, I can probs make this, yeah baby... So, flights went on time, VLM via London City into Liverpool... I got home at about 6.30, and my missus opened the door and there's my mum and dad stood behind her, and she says 'remember we bought those tickets for the charity dinner in the Brooke ages ago? Your folks are here, we've got to leave in a minute'. I panicked and instead of trying to explain or ask whether I could I literally threw my suitcase and laptop bag at / past her, turned around and legged it shouting that was I was going to the match while she screamed at me to get back home.

So anyways, what happened next was probably the best night ever at Anfield as far as I'm, concerned. Being on the back row of the kop, and as no-one wanted to leave, we stood and sang for at least half hour after the final whistle, and when I finally got home, shitting myself about divorce, my missus was beaming saying that they'd all watched it in the pub and she wouldn't have wanted me to miss it for any reason. Love my bird.

EDIT: The Barca night wins now.
 
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