I went in I think 2004, sat in the posh seats in the main stand with my then CEO's season tickets. They were in their Mourinho pomp and had started the season like a train, hadn't conceded a goal.
We hadn't got a prayer but it was a free jolly, so of course then Luke Moore puts us in front a minute before half time and I went up, couldn't help myself, and had to endure a nervy 60 seconds before Frank Lampard put them level. May have been the posh seats but I was still getting some heat.
They scored again I the second half and I was able to leave in peace with my pride and face still intact.