I was only wee but I remember watching that game with me dad when I was 3, we were going mental and then looking at the away and them going ballistic. Also remember the final. Me mum came with us in replacement of me grandad cause he was ill at the time. She somehow scammed the semi and final, semi me dad was working in Saudi Arabia. But when we went 1-0 in that game me dad and me looked at eachother like this could happen. When the second went in my dad ran up the stairs and hugged a random bloke jumping, and when we lost we weren't upset. We were proud of what happened and how we did it