by From Despair To Where? »
25 Oct 2013 21:47
Dylan Kerr, Blackpool 1994.
Stockport were fighting with us for promotion and had games in hand but they had been held by Cardiff in the early kick off so any win would have been massive.
Dylan scored the opener in the first half, an absolute beauty of a curler form the corner of the area, the type of goal that would have got the MOTD pundits pissing their knickers had it been scored by Shearer or Cantona. Cue the shirt over the head celebration a full three years before Ravanelli kicked a ball on English soil as he charged towards the away fans on the cavernous wasteland that was the Bloomfield Rd away end in those days.
We absolutely ran away with it in the second half, won 4-0 and got a standing ovation from the home fans at full time. A month later we were champions as Stockport's challenge fell apart under the weight of games and they got pipped to second place by Port Vale.
Other than that, I would have to say Alan Pouton's 45yd own goal at Grimsby.
Extraordinary in itself but all the more surreal for the fact that the roof of the stand obscured the flight of the ball almost from the moment it left his boot until a second before it hit the back of the net. I'll always remember their keeper, near the penalty spot suddenly back pedalling with a look of panic on his face, the roar of anticipation from the Reading fans increasing as he flailed desparately for an as yet unseen ball before it re-emerged from the heavens, tantalisingly inches from his outstretched hand and nestled in the back of the net with a satisfying zipping sound.