Next, again in Charleroi, we faced Romania. This time, we only needed a draw to progress. Surely we could do it against a poor Romania side?
It was a back and forth game. Romania scored, then we scored, we score again, then they score, we just had to make sure we got that point.
Then the mistake, trying to hold on, Paul Scholes off, Southgate on.
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?.
Only Kevin Keegan knows why but we sat back and Romania came at us, compounded by the original mistake, playing Phil Neville at left-back.
They pressed and pressed, the more they pressed, the more we sat back.
Then wham, Phil Neville tackle, trip in the box, pen, quick look at the watch? 89th minute.
Keegan, I’ll kill you. I am out here as long as England are. The ferry back is weeks away. We all couldn’t believe it, waited with bated breath as the substitute Ganea steps up to take it.
Can Nigel Martyn save us and send us through? Of course, he couldn’t, Romania go on, we go home. Devastated, we all leave the evening kick-off to trudge back to be mugged and attacked again.