My first Arsenal game at Highbury was a rather sobering one, it was against Newcastle in April 1989, the day of the Hillsborough disaster. All I can remember now about the day is that Marwood scored (can't remember the goal mind), Newcastle equalising in injury time but it being disallowed, but mainly the talk about what had happended at Hillsborough. I was only 7 but hearing about people being crushed to death at an event which was effectively the same as I was at was still a very powerful and sad moment in my life. Even worse, my mum saw the red scarfs on the television and for a few minutes thought my dad and I were caught up in it. It was not until she came with me to a couple of games last season that she was happy with me going to matches at all, let alone by myself!