Over riding memory of that day was the feeling that , at any time, Widnes would come back, with a blitz from Offiah or Tait or their other star players. They didn't of course and Karl Harrison, Andy Dannatt and Lee Jackson were immense that day, as was Brad Webb, who tracked Offiah all over the park, then Gary Nolan stuck out his arm for an impossible try and we all went beserk. Third greatest rugby day out for me after Cardiff and Elland Road replay.

Gary Nolan's seemingly extending arm!

I was a courier on one of the club buses that day. Not a drop touched my lips pre or during game yet I have never been so drunk as I was at the final hooter. I can barely remember getting back to the bus other than dancing along some tramlines??

We got back to the ground and went in the supporters' club to re-watch the game and got absolutely plastered. The grannies playing bingo weren't overly impressed.

Was a great day and we can only dream about what could have been had we kept that side together.

Moving around the Stretford End without my feet touching the terracing and Gary Nolan's arm appearing from nowhere and putting the ball over the line.

I was on duty in the fire brigade and it was impossible to get the day off. Then 10 minutes before kickoff we got turned out to a raging inferno and missed the game completely. Gutted, as was the building we went to.

Back in October 2014 I wrote about that game in the Diary Number 414 when Greg Mackie died, its only my memories but if anyones interested its towards the end! www.rlfans-hosting.co.uk/?p=792

Back in October 2014 I wrote about that game in the Diary Number 414 when Greg Mackie died, its only my memories but if anyones interested its towards the end! www.rlfans-hosting.co.uk/?p=792

I was 13, it was one of the best days ever remember Halifax & Salford fans scrapping. watched the game over & over when we got home me & my mates acted out the Eastwood inside then outside run all the time! It was ace been that age. Ha

Gary Nolan's arm appearing from nowhere and touching down.

Started in Inkerman at 8am , back at Inkerman ???, Left Inkerman sometime the next day .

"Up the Cream" has a 25 year special out now. Very good read. As for me, went on a proper trip. 8-00 am pick up, beer. 9-30 breakfast in pub in Huddersfield, whisky with cornflakes, beer. Onward journey, beer. At the ground, beer and watched through glazed eyes, euphoria. Watched the game 2 days later, sober, euphoria. Much older, so er and wiser now

Had to work a Saturday night shift beforehand. Was picked up by a mate at about 8am. Drive to Manchester, watched the two games, drove back to Hull in time to return to work for a second night shift. I didn't know what day of the week it was by 8am in the morning.

My one abiding memory (like a few on here it seems) is Gary Nolan's arm suddenly emerging from a ruck of players to plonk the ball down over the line sending the Black & Whites stood in Stretford mental.

An over-riding disappointment, of course, is the fact that we've only had one other trophy to grace the cabinet in the 25 years which have since passed, but 12th May '91 is a definite highpoint of my time as a Black & White. Let's hope for more such days in the years (maybe months!) to come.

Stood next to you on the FC packed Stretford End.

Great game, great day, great memories.

And also Offiah sulking, coming off the pitch having refused to collect his losers medal. Bet they forgot to mention that on his statue outside Wembley!