Memories of Saturday, 20th May 1995

Andy Craven 30/09/2015 18comments  |  Jump to last
1994-95 had been a very indifferent season; it had started with muted anticipation of not going through what we had been through during the previous campaign, that being our last day Premier League survival against Wimbledon, and possibility of kicking on to bigger and better things.

But it did not start well: a home draw against Aston Villa was followed by four consecutive losses. This was a trend that was going to continue over the next couple of months. Everton eventually won their first game of the season on 1 November 1994, beating West Ham United 1-0, the only goal scored by the now late Gary Ablett. At that point, though, patience with the Everton Manager (Mike Walker) had run out and he was thankfully relieved of his duties.

Joe Royle stepped in to take charge of Everton and his first game was the Merseyside derby... boy, what a night that was! A cold wet miserable Monday night was lit up when Duncan Ferguson scored an absolute belting trademark header on 56 minutes. As with most Merseyside derbies, we were made to sweat for the victory but thankfully Paul Rideout finished the job off, scoring in the 89th minute. I was in the Upper Gwladys Street and went crazy when the first and second went in, so much so I had battered shins and knees the next day from the seats in front! I know, we have all been there!

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The season picked up slightly but was still somewhat indifferent in terms of progress. In fact, from memory, we didn’t string a consecutive run of games together, and the stats showed this (WLDLWLWDL) was very much order of the day.

The FA Cup provided some light relief to the indifferent form we were experiencing in the league. The FA Cup run started at home in a dour 1-0 home win against Derby County and then on to what was deemed a ‘tricky – banana skin’ tie away at Bristol City. Matt Jackson scored a thunderbolt from about 30 yards and famously said he was only “whacking it towards goal so he could get back in defence!” It was a fantastic strike and the thousands of Evertonians at Ashton Gate went berserk in their usual fashion. Norwich and Newcastle were disposed of in the next two rounds and then it was on to the Semi-Final against Tottenham.

The Semi-Final was unbelievable, we travelled up to Elland Road (home of Leeds United) in the car; there were four of us squashed in the back of I think it was a Sierra. Barry Edwards, a friend of my Dad’s, was pilot for the day... and what a day it was. We got to Elland Road early as it was an early kick-off. We parked up and walked to the ground and all I remember seeing was Everton Fans, no Tottenham fans whatsoever. We sat outside the Peacock Pub (I think) until the gates opened and then went in.

We were in the end behind the goal, normally where the away fans are hosted. Everton had three sides of the stadium that day, whilst Tottenham had one stand, the large one to my right. Everton won the game 4-1, with goals from Jackson, Stuart, and Amokachi grabbing two. Teddy Sheringham scored what was a dubious penalty late in the first half; it turned out to be the only goal Everton would concede that season in the FA Cup.

The Tottenham semi-final is up there with one of the best Everton games I have been to. The result, the atmosphere, the fans, and the fact that everyone in the Country apart from Evertonians were talking about the ‘showpiece’ final being Spurs against Manchester United. We played Spurs off the pitch that day and the car was rocking all the way home.

Despite the progress in the FA Cup, the fear of relegation was still a nervous twitch in the background of my thoughts and it was only put to bed with a 1-0 away win at Ipswich on the Tuesday night a week before the FA Cup Final. Paul Rideout got the only goal that night and it wasn’t to be his last pivotal goal of the season either as there was one more to come!

So to the FA Cup Final day itself; we had booked our train tickets which meant we were on the early Football Special leaving Lime Street at around 6:30am on Cup Final morning. As expected, I didn’t sleep the night before, it was such a massive day, and I ended up getting up at about 4am in the morning to get ready. We all got ready: my Dad, sister and I were travelling down together, along with Colin and other friends who we had been going the match for years with, about 15 of us in total.

We got to Lime Street at around 6:15am and there were Everton fans milling around, some drinking cans, and a film crew. I was interviewed and asked about my thoughts about the day. I responded by saying “I just hope we have a great day out.” I was quite nervous as we were playing Manchester United who were coming into their period of mass domination of every competition.

We boarded the train and the songs started. The film crew who were also on the train and I later learned they were filming “24 Hours with Joe’s Army” of which I still have the video cassette (yes VHS tape) somewhere. The interviews and the songs were flowing, a few United fans were on the train and everything was good natured and full of banter.

We arrived at Euston Station around 9:30am and again there were just Evertonians everywhere. We got the tube and headed for Dollis Hill as the friends we were with knew a pub that opened early around there; there was no 24 hour drinking back then... not legally anyway.

We got to the pub around 10:15am; it was full of Evertonians, and we just launched into the beers, songs being sung, photos taken and just building up to what would be a monumental day. We left the pub to head back to the tube around 1pm(-ish) and, as the tube pulled in, it was just full of United fans. Me and Colin ended up in a carriage on our own, both with our Everton tops on in a carriage full of United Fans. The whole of the journey across to Wembley station the United fans were singing, the usual songs about Scousers. Me and Colin just laughed it off, what else could we do, we had the last laugh on the day though!

We eventually got into Wembley about 2:35pm, around the time of “Abide With Me” I think. We were full of anticipation, singing songs and hopeful of winning the FA Cup. There had been so many disappointments over the years, I remember saying to myself “I hope not this year, let this year be the one!”

The game started and from what I recollect it was all Manchester United, constant pressure, and I was thinking: How are we going to continue to absorb all this pressure? On around the 35th minute from yet another United attack, we broke away, I recall there was just a surge of energy of Blue players bursting forward. It was obvious that there were more Everton players than United players and I was just thinking “Don’t mess this up, make it count” as the ball came to Jackson, he squared it inside to Graham Stuart (Diamond) who smashed the ball against the bar, all I can recall is hearing the "Yeh! — Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!" as the ball smashed the crossbar and the next thing I knew I was on the floor with people on top of me screaming, "We’ve scored! We’ve scored!!!" There were a few expletives in there too and it was such an amazing feeling. When I got up, as probably most football fans do, I just prayed to get to half time at 1-0.

We made it to half-time with our lead intact and the second half is very much a blur, apart from the constant United pressure and me talking to myself of saying, "Just get to 60 mins, just get to 60mins." That changed to "Just get to 75mins, just 75mins," which in turn changed to "We have come this far, let’s just get to 90 minutes."

On the final whistle, the Everton end erupted, hugs for people who I have never seen before and probably not since; it did not matter, this was Everton, the Everton family celebrating together as one: “We had just won the FA Cup!!!”

I sat down for a minute and reflected on the previous 12 months; little under a year earlier, we had just about survived on the final day... and now, here we were... Winning the FA Cup!!! The ups and downs of supporting Everton... and I admit, I shed a tear or two.

As my team walked up the famous Wembley steps, I was ecstatic. I looked to my right and it was just a sea of blue, all singing “We won the cup, We won the cup, Ei iy addio, we won the cup!”. Dave Watson picked the cup up and turned to us and raised it aloft, he had been a stalwart for us through the season and been pivotal in scoring the winning goal in the quarter-final at home against Newcastle.

The players came down on the pitch and the music was banging out loud, We are the Champions, Rocking All Over the World, it was simply one of the best feelings of my life. The players did their lap of honour, blue noses on a few, hats, scarves all parading the cup to us. The songs just kept pumping out, I didn’t want it to end.

Eventually, don’t ask me what time it was, we left Wembley and made our way back to the tube, back to Dollis Hill to continue the celebrations in earnest. I remember when I got back to the pub, I rang my girlfriend (now wife) and mum on the pay-phone (didn’t have a mobile back then) and was overcome with emotion of seeing my team win the FA Cup against all the odds.

We stayed in Dollis Hill until around 8pm, drinking, singing, dancing and talking about the achievement and how far we had come in 12 months and how we now as a club and team needed to kick on. Europe again next year, what would that bring?

We made our way back to the Tube we were booked on the last train home from Euston to Lime Street. All the way on the Tube we sang songs, the locals must have thought we were crazy, we didn’t care, we had just won the FA Cup and we were letting the world and locals know about it!

We got back to Euston and boarded the final train home. We realised when we got on it, it was the one that stopped at most stations, not the fast track train. There were some United Fans, along with police on the train too. The train journey home was quite subdued, from memory I think we were all exhausted from the memorable day we had just been through.

We arrived back at Lime Street after midnight and I just remember getting off the train and there were Evertonians singing and dancing on the platform and in the station. People were hugging each other and it was just amazing to see.

I got myself home, climbed into bed and just thought what a day and as I drifted off to sleep all I think of was the home coming parade and how special that was going to be too.

Saturday, 20 May, 1995 will live long in my memory —one of the happiest days of my life and it would be great to read other’s reflections and memories of that pivotal day in our history.

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Alastair Donaldson
1 Posted 01/10/2015 at 22:58:43
Great piece...so vividly remembered.

I was on holiday in the States; I remember being in the Sequoia National Park, an amazing place, but couldn’t enjoy it till I knew the result. Called back home when I finally found a phone (pre-mobiles era!), expecting the worst and got the best news instead. Holiday would otherwise have been ruined! Still have a VHS of it somewhere.

That semi was just the best though!

Andy Craven
2 Posted 01/10/2015 at 23:23:11
Thanks, Alastair!

Yes, got it somewhere on VHS myself, with the 24 hours with Joe’s Army.

The Semi was brilliant, whoever agreed Everton would have 3 sides of Elland Road was a masterpiece. The place rocked, and even when we had a goal disallowed, within a minute we’d scored again.

I still remember the late Gary Ablett flying down the left wing to cross for Amokachi for the 4th! What a day "Dogs of War!" as well!

Thanks again.

Lee Courtliff
3 Posted 01/10/2015 at 00:46:08
Even though my first game was in 1990 the 94/95 season was my first FULL season as a 'real' fan.

Went to every home game that season bar the ones on tv (about 5) and the game against Blackburn Rovers due to coming down with flu on the morning of the match. Living in Burnley a home game is like an away game. Ish.

Absolutely LOVED that season, despite the awful start. So many fond memories of me and my Dad going to the match , Amokacki being our big money signing fresh from the World Cup , some big Scottish guy who was meant to be a bit of a nutter...Duncan something his name !

We were there for the dire game against Derby County in rd 3. Listened to commentary on the radio for the lucky win at Bristol. Went to Goodison to watch the demolition of Norwich City in rd 5 (which I still believe relegated them that season). That was the last of the Cup games I went to.

By the time we reached the final I was scared of getting murdered by Manure. Irremember thinking we had started badly but after the goal we looked really good for the next 15 minutes. Graham Stuart nearly scored our second and Anders Limpar played a cross field pass that was mesmerising.

The second half was like the Alamo ( Des Lynam) but we held on for a deserved victory. I've still got the VHS tape which I've watched at least 50 times as this is still the only trophy I've seen us win in 25 years of following Everton.

94/95 is still and will probably always be my favourite season. Wonderful memories of running into school on Monday morning after we beat Manure so I could stick it to the glory hunters. And thatc was after the league game in the Feb. I never dreamed I'd be doing the same after the Cup final only 3 months later.

On paper, a shit season with a good ending but much more than that to me.

BtW , Amo definitely should have shot in the in last minute when Schmeichel was up the other end of the pitch. I screamed at the tv but he didn't hear me.

Michael Chang
4 Posted 02/10/2015 at 08:45:26
Only 12 years old back then and I was searching for a team to support. Lured by the Klinsmann glamour, I was leaning towards Spurs, until I watched that semi-final and Everton’s performance simply just blew me away. The rest is history with the final win an icing to the cake (went total bollocks when Rideout got that goal, what a relief!).

Seemed like glory days were beckoning once more but it was not to be. Nevertheless, it’s still been a joy to stick with Everton through the ups and downs.

Tim Wardrop
5 Posted 02/10/2015 at 17:19:52
Alastair (1) - watch your VHS and after about half hour of the first half you’ll see Watson boot the ball out for a throw on our right hand side, about in line with the 18 yard line. I was the lucky 13 year old who caught the ball.

I know that might sound nothing, but to be able to say to my mates that I’d been to see us win a final AND touched the ball in the process was a real feather in the cap!

Eugene Ruane
6 Posted 02/10/2015 at 17:30:47
If your name can ever 'be on the cup', ours possibly was that year.

The weekend we played Bristol away, most other games were cancelled due to flooding (waterlogged pitches etc).

At King's Cross it was all 'It it still on? Has it been called off?" etc.

When we got there, we went into the nearest alehouse which was all blues - thousands had made it there in the wettest most miserable weather.

We played cack but got through and I then started to at least allow for the possibility of Wembley.

When you look back at crazy stuff like Amo substituting himself in the semi and scoring two, plus some of the saves Southall pulled off in the final (both times against 'superior' opposition) our name being on the cup that year starts to seem like a less mad notion.

Tony Abrahams
7 Posted 02/10/2015 at 21:05:53
I thought our name might be on the cup after we got lucky at Bristol, and think Spurs at Elland Road must be a lot of Evertonians' favourite ever game.

Remember the T/Shirts going round at the time? We beat The Rams, The Robins, The Canarys, The Magpies, The Cockerels, and just had The Red Devils left to slay, at Wembley!

Remember staying in a hotel near Heathrow, and Fulham, we’re having a fund raising night, because it had been 20 years since they had played in the cup final and they were skint at the time.

Hadn’t been well for a while (I was diagnosed with TB in July that year) so, although I was drinking, I was taking things a little bit easier. Anyway I was sitting in the room with a few Fulham directors, and the Replica FA Cup was on the table.

Started the fannying with them, saying I’d just love Everton to win that cup tomorrow. Had a little laugh, I’d gained their trust, and I said do you mind if I just pick the cup up to see what it feels like? They were wary, but they let me. "Be careful," I heard one of them say, but I was already half out the room, running into the bar next door which was full of bladdered Evertonians.

They all ran over and robbed the cup off me, but it was a funny sketch. The directors were disgusted with me, but no harm was done, and it gave me another funny memory, to go with all the others in the name of Everton FC!

Bobby Thomas
8 Posted 02/10/2015 at 21:31:57
I hardly ever bet & I got 40-1 early doors. It was nailed on.

Lee Courtliff
9 Posted 02/10/2015 at 21:40:41
How much did you stake , Bobby ?
Andrew Presly
10 Posted 02/10/2015 at 22:09:08
It was after we beat what was then a strong Newcastle team, seems strange now thankfully, in the QFs that I started to believe.

The semi was my favourite ever Everton game and gave us the belief.

The final. Necessarily dour. I was 15 and lived / grew up on the same road as the Royal Lancaster Gate Hotel which turned out to be the venue for the teams after party.

That being 1995 this wasn’t common knowledge and so after spending the game drinking Hooch (anyone remember that? A precursor to Smirnoff Ice) with four Toffee mates and then going for a celebratory drunken kick about with them vs some Saudi guys we encountered in Hyde Park I ended up having a late night.

On surfacing the next day circa noon I saw Tony Grant of all people tucking the cup aboard the team coach which departed from the hotel earlier en route to the Mersey victory parade that morning.

Was that Hyde Park in the background there I asked myself? It was.

Jumped on my bike and cycled the 30 seconds to the hotel. "Na, they’ve gone, mate."

It’s become a fond memory after 20 trophyless years.

Matt Traynor
11 Posted 04/10/2015 at 03:41:21
Great memories. Many have referenced the Bristol City away game. I recall listening to 5-Live that day, and they went to their summariser at Bristol - Joe Jordan. He was quite abrupt in his assessment - said we’d got battered by Bristol C, but come away with the win - and said that our name was on the cup!

The semi-final remains my only trip to Elland Road. We were in the Leeds Supporters Club on the corner of two of the stands - not a Tottenham fan in there. I was at the opposite end to OP Andy (Matt Jackson goal end), but was also amazed that we had 3 sides of the ground - I really think that made a difference - certainly the Spurs fans felt it did.

The final itself, we were in a pub near Wembley, and got talking to a couple of Man U fans. They really didn’t want to be there, having lost the League the week before to Blackburn - Andy Cole’s last minute miss away at West Ham cost them.

Couple of observations from that run:

- It really did prove to be a distraction from the league - only goal conceded on that run was the dodgy penalty in the semi.

- Matt Jackson was a star throughout - with his goals and assists, yet he was only playing as Earl "The Pearl" Barrett was cup-tied. Joe Royle was great for us, but I don’t think that was his most popular signing.

- The media were absolute twats in the build up to the semi-final and final. Somethings never change...

- Like a few others, the semi remains for me one of the most memorable games I have ever witnessed, and exhilarating performances (totally at odds to the league form)

Andy Craven
12 Posted 05/10/2015 at 20:40:40
Thank you for sharing all your memories too, they are great to read.

Lee – I agree, Amo should have shot in the last minute when Peter Schmeichel was well out his goal just walking back. I don’t think Amo had the energy to be fair.

Micheal – strange how you were floating towards Spurs until that great day and as you say life is never ever dull supporting Everton with our ups and downs.

Tim – I will have to dig out VHS myself mate, definitely a feather in the cap that, not many people can say they have seen their team win at Wembley having touched the ball in the process. Seems like nothing but would mean the world to me little things like that! :-)

Eugene – yes, I forgot about Amo substituting himself in the semis and I've never been one to believe our name is on the cup, maybe after the event looking back, but never during the cup itself. What is your feeling for this season?

Tony – that is brilliant... I can just imagine that sketch now ha ha...!

Andrew – yes, the Newcastle game was a turning point; very edgy, cagey game and I still remember the ball bouncing up to Waggy as he looped it home. Great days.

Matt – great shout; I had forgotten about Earl The Pearl! Everton having 3 sides of the ground that day was immense, it is in my top 10 games we just took over the place and it rocked. I did get slightly nervous when Sheringham equalised as I know they were favourites and had knocked Liverpool out in the previous round. Needless to say, we won in the end – fantastic day that and will long in the memory as will the final.

Thanks again for sharing all your memories.

Garry Corgan
13 Posted 05/10/2015 at 21:19:16
I feel quite lucky to have had that match just as I was beginning to take a serious interest in football. In fact, it may well be because of that cup run I even began an interest in football – though I was born an Evertonian regardless.

My first game was as a very young child around seven years prior. Around the early 90s, I began to learn the players names and understand who were the good teams and who were the bad. Radio City Sport on the radio every Saturday afternoon undoubtedly helped.

The return of Joe Royle and the derby win of late ’94 really accelerated my interest, particularly in the cup games. I remember watching the semi-final on a small portable and even then, at 10 years old, I knew I was witnessing something special.

The day of the final came and the girls were expelled from the house. A man’s den was set up in the living room, complete with refreshments. The rest is history but for months afterwards I knew every detail about that cup run and the final in particular. I still remember the referee was Gerald Ashby, and the goal went in with 29:50 on the clock. I played ’Altogether Now’, bought on CD for me by my parents, for months.

I feel sorry for today’s youngsters who didn’t have the introduction to football or to Everton that I did. But every year we don’t repeat our success, we’re one year closer... :)

Chris Regan
14 Posted 06/10/2015 at 20:00:33
Fuck me, memory lane... I went with my dad to the semi-final at Elland Road. It was the best day I have ever had with my dad.

Personally, it marks the high point of my being a Blue. I saw Joe Royle a couple of years back with his family in a restaurant in Ormskirk. I wanted to go over and thank him but just didn’t want to disturb him. He’s a great blue. I forgot how much we owe Rideout for the Ipswich goal and the winner.

I didn’t get to the final, but strangely I’m glad I didn’t go. I would have jinxed us. Don’t ask... just my superstitious mind. It’s a shame that was our last trophy (excluding the charity shield). I went to that though.

Ste Lewis
15 Posted 06/10/2015 at 20:16:58
Loved revisiting this. I was 15, first and only visit to the old Wembley and the best day of my life. We just knew we would win that year. Loved passing the Man Utd coaches on the way home!
Tim Wardrop
16 Posted 07/10/2015 at 17:40:13
Why was it we got three sides at Elland Road?
Paul Ferry
17 Posted 07/10/2015 at 18:22:45
Tim (#16): because of that massive monstrosity of a stand they have there that holds just about as many folks and the other three sides put together.
Andy Craven
18 Posted 07/10/2015 at 21:51:35
Hi Gerry, great read mate about how your love for Everton grew, however knowing you were always born an Evertonian... as the saying goes, "Once Everton Touches you!"

Chris – got to ask the question, although I am probably reading between the lines that you had had bad experiences in previous finals, hence your superstitiousness! We did well with you there at the Semis... what a day that was eh!

Ste – I can imagine the journey back home up the motorway passed the United coaches was immense.

Tim – I am not sure why we got all three sides of Elland Road? All I remember was the place was rocking. If the ball went our for an Everton corner at either end the roar was amazing! The Tottenham stand hardly made a noise as all you could hear echo’ing’ around Elland Road was very, very load Evertonians!

Great memories, thanks!


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