Saturday 22 October 1988

Having been to a game at Anfield in the early eighties, I suppose that I shouldn’t really count Liverpool 0-0 Coventry City as my first game.

However, that earlier visit had been with my Dad and brother.  This was under my own steam and with two of my new Civil Engineering mates, Ed and H.  The game of course was forgettable, but the bus ride up there was breathtakingly nerve-wracking, the tension building with every corner that the bus turned.  The walk up the inside to the top of the Kop and then out and down towards the vast greenness of the pitch was just jaw-dropping.

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