I was 8 years old and the only one except my mum not to go. We watched it at her friend's house, as the corner was given I walked out as I was too stressed... being that age I thought I'd walk in well after the final whistle.
I didn't. I walked in as the header went in. Without doubt the worst football experience I'll ever have, cried myself to sleep about 4 in the morning. I vividly remember pretending to be asleep as my dad (God rest his soul) came up to see if I was ok, guess it was about 2am.
I will always hate Arsenal and I will never, ever, watch a minute of that game again.