Such was the clamour for tickets for a noon showdown on Easter Sunday in Norfolk that the travelling Kop were dotted around all four sides of the ground.
Those who couldn’t get in greased the palms of bemused hotel guests so they could watch the action unfold from the windows of rooms in the Holiday Inn which overlooks the pitch.
At the final whistle the rendition of ‘We’re gonna win the league’ was deafening. The finish line was in sight.
Liverpool had put together a remarkable run of 11 successive league wins – the club’s best since 1990.
Liverpool were a slick, cohesive unit, playing an exciting brand of attacking football. It was the most prolific top-flight campaign in their illustrious history.
At the end of that glorious spring afternoon the Reds sat five points clear of Chelsea at the summit. Third-placed Manchester City were nine adrift but with two games in hand.
Seven points from their remaining three games and Liverpool would be champions. That painful 24-year wait for the trophy Kopites crave would be over.
A week later the wheels came off in the cruellest of fashion and in truth the club has never truly recovered.
Liverpool had amassed 80 points from 35 games the last time they left Carrow Road. They have only collected 97 points in their 63 league games since.