To bore you all...I 've just looked up the only time I went to Stamford Bridge. Being a naive youngster, I didn't appreciate the team.
3/12/1977
George Wood
David Jones
Mike Pekic
Mick Lyons
Mark Higgins
Mick Buckley
Martin Dobson
Andy King
Dave Thomas
Bob Latchford
Jim Pearson
We won 1-0 via Bob Latchford.
I've got a 100% record there. And it won't change this weekend because I won't be there.
I've only been there once, 28/04/1990. This was the team:
Southall
McDonald
Pointon
Keown
Watson
Whiteside
Atteveld
McCall
Newell
Cottee
Sheedy
We were 4th going in but lost 2-1, Nevin's late consolation was the first Everton goal I ever saw after a 0-1 at Highbury a month before.
My parents had told me two weeks before that they had set it up for me to meet the players before the game at Chelsea. Being a painfully shy kid I was secretly utterly horrified at this prospect and spent the two weeks before the match unable to eat. I felt sick on the coach to London that morning. I had this image of Cottee, Sharp, Ratcliffe et al standing in a big line and me having to go along and shake their hand and speak to them.
So there I was as the Everton coach pulled in, I remember Paul Power's laser blue eyes as they got off and then my Dad didn't have a clue what to do or who to ask and suddenly the players had all disappeared and it was too late. That walk from the players car park to the West Stand was one of the most euphoric moments of my life as I realised I wouldn't have to meet the players and could just settle down and watch the friggin match.
I'm a bit weird like that.