We got Kings Lynn in the First Round Proper, a game in which I nearly cost us. In the last minute at 0-0, they had a corner and I lost my man - Fred Potter made a fantastic one-handed save to keep us in the cup
Tony Gough said: 'We're going to get at least 30,000 people there and win, lose or draw we want a bigger bonus.' The chairman agreed to £100 a man
We had our jobs – I was a carpenter – and so the postponements didn’t bother us
I was doing a bit of TV on a trial basis to see if I was up to it. So I got sent to Edgar Street as an afterthought for what the chiefs presumed would be a routine away win
My dad, the chief of police, offered to turn a blind eye saying: 'You haven’t heard me say it but go ahead and print some more tickets'
Both myself and Ronnie were going for it. He can see me and he says something along the lines of 'Leave it t’me lad, get out t’way'
I was policing at the side of the pitch. Now, I was a massive fan too and when it flew in I was off onto the pitch, leading the pitch invasion!
It was a very sombre drive home. Joe [Harvey], bless him, had to stop the bus to be sick
Myself, Billy Meadows and Motty drove back to north London and took fish and chips to Billy’s place. There we sat, cross-legged on the carpet, watching Match of the Day
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