I was at the Arms Park too. I was in College in Bangor at the time and me and all the lads in the house we shared were getting geared up for the big match. I arrived back at the house after college on the day before the game and there was a note for me pinned to the door (no mobile phone... happy days); my sister, who lived not too far away had left it for me telling me to phone my dad. He'd got two tickets from someone he knew who had links with the Welsh FA and wanted to know if I fancied going. He picked me up on the day of the match and we drove down to Cardiff; we got our tickets from Alun Evans who was the chairman of the FAW at the time; we had great seats where the debentures were. After the game we walked back to the car in silence and I drove back to North Wales while my dad slept; finally got to Bangor in the early hours just wanting to get to bed and sleep; got in to the house only to find that a few gusts had joined the party that night and my bed was taken. tired, cold and sober I spent the night on a chair in one of the other lads rooms!