1968 FA Cup Final. I was 10 years old and so upset I ran out of the house so no one could see me cry. Strangly I also had a massive lump in my throat when Jeff Astle died, he always seemed a decent chap and I couldn,t hold that goal against him when I got older.
I don't understand it either, it's just me I suppose.
These days I don't cry much but like a few other posters the 'He ain't heavy' tribute got me. It was so well done.