Port Vale away - championship winning party. Whole day is pretty hazy but do remember my mates confiscating the stick out of my flag as I was becoming a liability with it and also ending up head first in the row of seats in front after ww scored.
Same here, I don't recall very much of the match. We got a train from Brighton at about 7am and my brother's mate got on at Hassocks with a crate of Stella, that was finished by the time we got to London.