The ones I'm sorry for are the Liverpool fans who went out to Instanbul, but left at half-time because they thought it was all over, and they couldn't face the pain of a second half with Milan walking over their team and scoring again and again. They'll never live it down. In fact they'll probably never admit it to anyone, and live in fear that some day some one is going to tell on them.

I was in a bar overin Cahir in Co Tipp at the time, where everyone was supporting Liverpool except the lad in the Pizza restaurant. But by half time, after that third goal, I was the only one still in the bar, so I went off to do some work, and only heard about the second half in the papers next day.

Mind, how I think it was is, the way it works that when there's your team desperately needs to score it seems that sometimes you can bring it about by leaving the room to make a cup of coffee. Or as, a writer in the Irish Examiner next day put it, kids get their mother to hoover in front of the screen to block their view. So the people who missed the second half have a claim to have swung the match.