The Laudrup Hearts final, we stayed over rather than day trip. Stayed in the hotel over the river next to the SECC, can’t remember its name.
So, next morning after the game, and I’m sitting at breakfast with my mate and a couple of others. He’s a total windup merchant so he’s not averse to a good fib for a laugh.
He says “Gazza has just come in and sat right behind you at that next table” and waves at someone behind me. The other guys are ‘playing along’ with it.
So I’m like “Aye, and I’m Brian Laudrup. Do you think I’m that stupid?” and laughed.
“Nah man, it’s really me! What about ye’s lads, where ye’s at the game yesterday?”
I turn round and Gazza, Glen Roeder and Jimmy Five Belly’s are all having a good chuckle at my expense.
There wasn’t much sleep had the night before I would guess lol