My name is Patrice Evra. I was racially abused and somehow I've managed to wake up in 1973. Am I mad, in a coma, or back in time? Whatever's happened, it's like I've landed on a different planet. Now maybe if I work out the reason, I can get home.
Same.
Fair enough some of the dvd's they've released. Like the spurs 7-1 etc.
But that game was hardly amazing football to watch. Your paying a tenner for 3 goals