Everton 1-1 FA Cup January 1989.
Remember you couldn't move in the Brummie. I was rammed up against the left hand side trying to clamber up something to see anything before the half way line. Remember Colin Zico Anderson scoring a header at that Smethwick End.
Kevin Sheedy scoring a penalty at the Brummie. Seem to recall it was a big decision and the Brummie went mad. Cant recall why as I couldn't see what the hell was going on in our half.
I remember how well we played against a really good team back them. Everton had won the League a couple of years before. I was hooked from that moment.
That was a massive game, our first against a 'big' team since we'd gone down at the end of 85/86.
The atmosphere was great and it certainly got to Everton for a long while during the match. They had the whole of the 68 cup winning side come on the pitch which ramped the atmosphere up several notches before the start.
And I tell you what, that was NEVER A BLOODY PENALTY!!!!!! Okay, maybe it was a fifty-fifty, but what happened was the Everton player went down easily like a sack of spuds under a fairly clumsy challenge, we played on to clear it, but the ref got surrounded by the likes of Reid, Nevin etc who were basically barracking him, bawling in his face to give a pen.
And the weak so and so gave in to their gamesmanship.
I know all this because I was standing right in front of it, right up against those disgusting cage bars they had in front of the terraces until the Hillsborough disaster.
For the record my first ever game was the last home match of the dreadful 85-86 season, which we lost 3-2 to West Ham, who ended up third that season, but who still had an outside chance of the title when we played them. I was in the old Woodman corner. I remember walking back down Halfords Lane with my uncle who'd taken me, mostly surrounded by very quiet West Ham fans who were listening to the news on the radio that Liverpool had beaten Chelsea away to effectively clinch the title.
I considered myself a curse on the Albion until many years later, when I was there in the Smethwick to see us beat Crystal Palace at home, complete the cycle and go back into the top league, long since renamed the Premier.