Kristian’s post from Tuesday, recollecting his favourite goals ever, inspired me to delve into the deeper recesses of my cerebral cortex, and dig out… my least favourite goals of all time. I’m sure there are many strikes that I have tucked away in an even deeper recess, goals that I needed to forget about in order to live a happy and productive life, but the following ten little gems managed to not only ruin my viewing pleasure, but in each case actually managed to dramatically alter my mood for several days. What a saddo you may say, well, yes… indeed. England and Liverpool fans, perhaps it’s best you hit that little X in the top right corner of the screen right now… do it!
Lawrie Sanchez for Wimbledon in the 1988 FA Cup final. Bastard.
England decide not to close down the worlds premier attacking mid, in Luis Figo at Euro 2004. Bastard.
Mladen Petric rips any interest in Euro 2008 out of my heart. Bastard.
Javier Zanetti causes David Beckham a little strife for the next few years, cicrc World Cup 1998. Bastard.
Staying with the Argentina theme, one I actually hate to love. Diego. Bastard.
As if you’d think I’d forget about this one. I cried. I still do. Diego again. Bastard.
I remember crying over this one as well , my friends grandfather, a Gooner, actually died celebrating! Michael effing Thomas, 1989. Bastard.
Time now to thank some very special goalkeepers. To begin, Robert Green. Bastard.
Up next, David Seaman makes all of Englands fine play, mean utter shite, courtesy Ronaldinho. Bastard.
Must say, I still feel for Paul Robinson on this one, the turf? Not so much. Bastard grass.
England fans, you’ll get the irony on this one. Linesman. Bastard.
And to end… a little something from 1993, around the 3:15 mark. Gretzky. Dare I say it? Ok. Bastard.