
I also cried on the way back to the car from Wembley after the 1977 cup final. My Dad told me 'You can't win every game son.' and bought me my first ever bottle of Coca-Cola. We got picked up by some very sympathetic Man Utd fans and dropped at the car. I can't remember Keegan on the pitch at all that day, but do remember Case's goal clearly. I'd never seen anything like it.
My old man then disappeared to Rome and he didn't arrive home for what felt like a week.
Comparing KK to Dirk (as much as I loved Dirk) is pretty disingenuous in my opinion.