Bloody students, us House Husbands dont have posh TV.
(Code for : Like I can watch TV EVER, Missus and kids watching Re-run of Eastenders)
But I recall watching that game live. My Kopite mate was round the corner at his Nans, he knocked after the match, I was ready to rip him to death, but he was a broken boy, so I spent about 2 hours telling him "Everything is going to be ok, you will win it next year".
I felt better as a mate, but proper, proper dirty.