Ditto the above. I was a 14 year old too but attended the game alone as my school was in S2 and most of my school/class mates were all Blunts. It was an atrocious night result and weather wise. Got absolutely soaked to the skin on the Kop and vividly remember City didn't seem too fussed to be playing as they were in the Cup Winners Cup final the following week. City could have had it wrapped up though by half time but Doyle, I think, fluffed a penalty. I'm sure he pointed to the side of the goal where he was gonna put it and Grummit saved it.
Nightmare journey home too. Pi55 wet through and got crushed getting on one of the football special buses that used to pick up on Parkside road. Finally got home after what seemed hours to be greeted by my mother who just sternly said 'bleeding Wednesday' as she passed me a towel. She couldn't look me in the face and was more upset than I was over that result.