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Awful, awful day,
This review is from: The Day of the Hillsborough Disaster (Paperback)
I was 12 years old when I set off from my home in Derbyshire on the morning of 15 April 1989 for Hillsborough, for the FA Cup semi-final between my team, Nottingham Forest, and Liverpool that afternoon.
To this day, I can still vividly remember the bright sunshine, the traffic leading into Sheffield, eating sandwiches by the river behind the South Stand where my ticket was for, the ground filling up, the two pens behind the goal in the Liverpool end being much fuller than the ones either side, the match kicking off, Beardsley hitting the bar, a huge surge behind the Liverpool goal, an inflatable banana not returning back up the terrace, the fans coming over the fences, the fear of it being trouble, the injured being stretchered across the pitch on advertising boards, the line of police across the middle of the pitch, Dalglish on the tannoy, the lone Liverpool supporter breaking through the police corden and then falling to his knees and screaming in front of the Forest fans in the Kop, the match eventually being officially abandoned, someone saying five people were dead as we silently filed out of the ground, that figure rising all the way back to the car where the radio said it was fifty, sitting in silence in the car for ages and ages whilst my friend's Dad went to find a phone to ring my parents, the traffic being completey stationary for hours and it being dark when I got home.
The next day I found out that an 18 year old lad who lived round the corner from me and was a big Liverpool fan had not made it home that night. He had been killed whilst his mate had been pulled up into the stand behind during the crush. I'd been to the Forest v Liverpool league match at the City Ground that season with the both of them.
This book brings the memories of that awful day flooding back and at times made me openly cry. Despite thinking about it every single day since, I've not been able to read anything about that day for 19 years until now. I'm glad I have now though, because this story should NEVER be allowed to be forgotten or distorted. The book tells the story by letting the day unfold exactly as it did in the eyes of the people who were there and were affected by that awful, awful day.