Indeed. I remember in ‘77 getting home from work, quick sarnie and off in my mini van to the league cup semi final at Everton. No ticket, no idea where the ground was in Liverpool but aged 18 and didn’t give a fuck, went on a whim. Managed to buy a ticket at the ground for the side opposite the main stand. I was so envious of the Bolton fans packed behind the goal to my left and wished I was in there. Anyway I had the sense to keep quiet except when we equalised late on and jumped out of my seat screaming, just me and one other scouser sat next to me. He was a Liverpool fan who’d brought his Everton supporting nephew to the game, I found out. T’was a great night. Unfortunately I can still see in my minds eye stood In the Lever end Latchford heading in the winner in the 2nd leg. Wembley a dream that would have to wait.
Also remember Ray Clemence coming on at half time to do a presentation and the Evertonians singing Pinocchio at him.