“What A Goal, What A Night!”

Iā€™d been at Heysel at the age of 17. It was a dream ā€“ my first European Cup Final against Italian opposition and a continental flag-waving fan culture that was beginning to pervade the Liverpool scene ā€“ that turned into a nightmare. The game that night was a sham. All that resided was shame and … Continue reading “What A Goal, What A Night!”