There are times when an event makes a huge impact on your life, completely unexpectedly. That night at Selhurst Park was one.
Me and my dad were in the opposite stand, but knew that what happened was momentous. Eric had gone from legend to God.
Living in South East London at the time, among fantastic people in Plumstead which was Charlton territory, Palace fans were famously detested as whining whingers and misfits, and rightly so.
If you enjoy poetic justice enjoy this:
In the words of Corporal Jones: "They don't like it up 'em".