Mine was Argentina 78 as it was the first one where I was old enough to go to bed at whatever time I wanted to.

Those very late early hours watching Mario Kempes for Argentina, one of the great World Cups where a great player starred.

The ticker tape from the fans, the iconic music to the coverage, it's all here on the link below, still makes my spine tingle hearing that music and seeing Kempes in full flow, my God, he had fantastic feet for a big guy, what an athlete.

Then to see him in the flesh for Valencia against us later in 78 when we beat them in the EUFA Cup and Wile and Robertson made him look ordinary on that night, a real privilege to watch the guy though.

https://youtu.be/ar3uie-a6_o