I was on the Holmesdale that night but to be honest don't remember too much about it apart from being rather cramped.
Disappointing that there wasn't a proper tv crew there as the only footage available is the grainy news coverage.

There's no sun, the shadow of the wizard.......

wouldn't it be wonderful if your mate found the person with the other sock

I arrived very early, parked in Clifton Road, had a swift one in The Clifton Arms and took my place in the AW soaking up the atmosphere.

As I recall the game was a pretty tense affair until Walsh scored. After that I remember feeling confident we'd win. Of course, at the final whistle, Selhurst erupted in a wild frenzy of pushing and shoving to get on the pitch. I was crushed against a barrier and thought my number was up. Terrified me. I had bruised ribs and was in agony.

To cap it all I left the ground to find my car had been towed away by the Police and a cone was there in it's place. Had to pay to get my car back.

Despite the bruises and the fine, it was a memorable Selhurst occasion.

Dad and I watched games standing on the muddy slope of the Holmesdale Road end. He cheered and I rattled.

I was there, high up in the Arthur Wait at the Holmesdale end, with my late brother and 2 German work colleagues. One of whom was the UK MD of the German company I worked for, and the other visiting. I don't remember how I got the tickets, and only how exciting it was. They were both well up for the chanting. My MD became a fan and regularly came to the games with me, along with his son. He especially appreciated Dave Swindlehurst and thought him a much better player than most fans did at the time. I have lost touch with him , as he went back to Germany, but like to imagine he still looks out for us.

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I got there an hour early so got a luvly pozzy on the Whitehorse wall, there was a moment when the crowd split on the pitch because it is slightly elevated so tripped several people simultaneously - I remember falling backwards, seeing loads just in front fall forward, then start to fall backwards as they regained their balance. For a fleeting moment the possibility of being trampled to death did occur to the 14 year old ex hib, but the crowd managed to settle, thankfully. Got a program years later as they ran out very quick. It was tight until Walsh scored but Burnley hardly threatened. I always regret the club couldn't manage to get that team to kick on, the other regret is the demise of the Whitehorse Lane End - I don't know if it will be forever small and Sainsburied but it would be great if they could somehow build a higher tier in there - or widen it into the corners - it's not the eyesore that the main stand is but it's still a bit of a damp squib.

I was there with my dad and brother, hard to believe it was so long ago now.