I can’t remember the exact game, but I’ve got memories of seeing my dad’s face when we scored smiling, jumping up, looking at me. Great moment.
Also, the Wimbledon game I was like 16 years old me and my mates got in without tickets right behind...
My only visit there for a game was against Boro on 30 September 2007 with my dad on what turned out to be his final trip back to Merseyside.
We were in the Park End, about four rows from the pitch right behind the goal. Start of the second half I...