From a corner, if recollection is correct.
We got to the game late, Our Bus Driver thought the best way to get to North London was via Baker Street
When we got there the bloke on the gate told us not to bother coming in as Arsenal were already one up.
I was stood with a load of mates at the clock end, towards the back near the Arsenal fans, after Billy's goal & I had stopped celebrating I found myself right down the front.
Our coach got bricked on the way out, although it didn't smash the window. We were better off than the coach in front, who had a very draughty trip back to Wiltshire.
To this day I haven't seen Arsenal's goal from that game, not that I'm really that bothered
