Anyway by the time I'd got to WHL, by tube and bus, it was pretty difficult to even get near the ground. The bus moved at about Denilson's pace so I had walked from Seven Sisters, overtaking traffic all the way. By the time I got within half a mile of the ground there were already fans who'd given up and were heading home. They offered classic advise such as 'Its mental down there'. So I weaved past fans, I pushed in and shoved my way through, climbed over garden fences and joined a mass of bodies all getting crushed in the surge towards Tottenham's infamous toilet. The Old Bill having long since lost control, if indeed they ever had it. The side roads were all rock solid with punters and the estimates of the numbers eventually locked out was anything between ten thousand and a hundred thousand. I could believe anything over 20,000. I got within 20 yards of a turnstile at one point when a police cordon broke and we were all swept down the road in a huge surge and at this point I was trodden on by a large and skittish police horse. Word was the turnstiles had been shut so I limped home somewhat dispirited. Normally I could arrive early for a match but this being a Tuesday midweek game I was stuffed. I'd only ever been turned away previously for games postponed an hour before kick off, for fog since you ask.
So belt home and watch it on the box I hear you cry. Well no, because back then only England Internationals or Cup Finals were live on our pitiful three channel telly's. So the radio it was then. But there were not even any live broadcasts of the game, only the occasional update on one radio station. Imagine the agony of listening to an update every ten minutes or so. I was in the kitchen fretting away like mad and reduced to a nervous wreck when the final score came through. I screamed loud enough to scare the neighbours, leaped high with arms raised in triumph and inadvertently smashed the kitchen light with my fist. I was showered not in ticker-tape or Champagne but loads of small glass shards.
Thus my personal 13-year wait for a title was over.