I think this was at the last day of the season we finished as Champions and went the whole campaign unbeaten. Seems like aeons ago. I remember though, that it was an extremely hot day and I was already hammered beyond belief before the match even started. I was still able to find my seat on the North Bank but probably slept through the best part. But I made it to the open top bus parade the next day, unlike that dubious individual with the Becks bottle in his hand. Ah, fun days...
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