Clocks went forward on that day which my mate hadn't realised and he missed the coach. No mobile phones back then to arrange lifts so he hitch hiked all the way from thornaby and made it with couple of minutes to spare.
Birmingham away 1975 quarter final. My first ever away match as a 9 year old. I remember my Dad and his mates commenting after the game how that was our big chance to win the cup and I remember how gutted they all were walking back to the car. Nearly 50 years later and I now know all too well...
My mate turned to me and said we are 2 minutes away from going up them steps and lifting that cup and getting into Europe. Then in the 118th minute Heskey put an end to that. The rest was a blur. Nothing before or since has come close to that gut wrenching feeling.