What a great summer that was. I remember watching that game in a pub in Ealing - a few days later I was lucky (or unlucky) enough to go to the semi-final against Germany, and witness THAT infamous penalty
. I felt sorry for the stewards too - most of them had to have their backs to the pitch throughout the game 
. You must have to seriously hate football to do that job.
Incidentally, I don't know if anyone else recalls, but every time England scored there was a shot of two yuppies in the stand, stood in chinos and polo tops with slick-backed hair, clutching drinks, engaging in polite joviality (whilst everyone else was delirious). Can't remember the game, might have been Scotland game.
