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I was 21 years old at the time. I have Asperger's Syndrome, so my interests and behavior have always been a tad… eccentric. Not creepy, just unusual. Back then, I'd been repeatedly instructed (by parents, doctors, therapists) to never disclose my condition to anyone, so I kept it to myself and everyone thought I was just weird and clumsy. Anyway, I signed up onto one of those online dating sites. Usually, dates were cordial and most guys were nice, but there was hardly ever any chemistry with any of them, so they'd bring me back home, give me a kiss on the cheek or shake my hand, and I'd never hear from them again. No hard feelings. But there was this one guy…He came to my house to pick me up for our date. I lived with my parents, who follow rather conservative traditions. They insisted on meeting anyone I was going out with, and this guy was no exception. I had told him that they're like this, and he seemed okay with it. But as he was helping me into his van, he grumbled something about “who does that anymore?”As soon as we got in his van and were underway, he criticized what I was wearing. He said I was “overdressed.” The thing is, I was dressed normally (a white long-sleeved blouse paired with black culottes and a gold and red sash), my hair was done normally (two buns with ponytails), and a tiny bit of makeup. I was a little annoyed, but decided to laugh it off with a joke and said, “sorry, my evening gown is at the dry cleaners"! He was not amused.So we went out to eat first. He chose a rather expensive restaurant and insisted on paying my way. I had no problem with this, though I asked him if any item on the menu was off limits. He said no, that whatever I wanted was fine. So I ordered the salmon, which wasn't exactly cheap, but it was the only thing on the menu I could tolerate. (I didn't talk about my dietary needs. No one wants to hear about that on a date!) We talked about hobbies and jobs, past histories and interests. We laughed and joked. Things were starting to go good and I was glad I'd overlooked the bad first impression. Then I told him that one of my favorite activities is doing research at the library. He told me that sounded very boring. I felt that was rude of him, but kept that to myself, figuring it was just another fluke.Then we headed out to the movie theater. He suggested a horror movie. Back then, I didn't have much of a tolerance for scary things. I was more into animated musicals, a la Disney. I told him this, but added that since he was paying, it was his decision. I gave him the heads up that I tend to scream when I'm scared and that I have been known to grab the person sitting next to me. He told me that's why he chose a scary movie — he liked to snuggle and hoped I would cling to him. Well, I did scream in the movie. Several times. At one point, I wrapped my arms around him. He laughed, removed my hands from him and placed them in my lap. Then he moved over a seat and told me to stay. I was very confused.The ride back home was quiet. Whenever I said anything, he just said, “shh!” So I took the hint. His driving had become increasingly erratic and he was speeding. He was beginning to scare me. He pulled up in front of my house, put the car in park and sat there, staring straight ahead, fingers drumming on the steering wheel. I sat there, waiting for him to get out, help me out of the van and see me safely to the front door. After an awkward moment, I started to thank him for a lovely evening (it hadn't been, but I wanted to be polite and signal to him that I really was going to need help) but he said “shh!” and waved his hand at me. I had never been in this situation before and I froze, trying to figure out what was going on and worrying about how I was going to get out of his van. (It was a high enough step that I needed some assistance getting in and out. I have extremely poor gross motor coordination, along with low muscle tone and am prone to tripping over my own feet.) He cleared his throat, like he was about to speak, so I leaned in to hear what he had to say. Instead of saying anything, he took out a cigarette and lit it up*, then made a croaking sound. It sounded like a belch, so I said, “excuse me?” He then screamed “GET! OUT! NOW!”I nodded, opened the door and did my best to climb out. As I was getting out, I tried to salvage some decorum, so I started to say, “well, I had a really nice ti--" and before I could get both feet firmly on the ground, he floored the accelerator, and ran over my foot. I'm lucky my hand didn't get caught in the door. I tripped and fell in the gutter. I stayed there for a good five minutes trying to figure out what the hell just happened.So that's my date from hell. I still wonder what on earth was wrong with that guy or if I did anything wrong. Even if I did do something wrong, I don't believe I deserved to be run over and left laying in a gutter. Some day, I hope I come across his account of our date from hell. It would be interesting to see things from his side.*On my online dating profile, I included that smoking is a deal breaker. If I had known he smoked, I would not have gone out with him. I'm severely allergic to cigarette smoke, especially in enclosed spaces. He didn't know that last part. He just thought I didn't like it. The way he acted, though, he probably would have started smoking sooner if he knew it could have potentially fatal results.

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The first one is Wales v Scotland and that Kenny Dalglish goal at a rocking Anfield that took Scotland to Argentina in 1978.Jordan's handiwork 25 years onJordan's handiwork 25 years onEven today, reliving the events of a cold and damp night on 12 October, 1977 will depress and infuriate Welsh footballfans.It is twenty-five years since Wales faced Scotland in a 1978 World Cup qualifier, and yet a small piece of Joe Jordan's anatomy still gets under the skin.Having already beaten group rivals Czechoslovakia 3-0 at Wrexham, a win over Scotland would have taken Wales within touching distance of qualifying for the finals in Argentina.The Scots had already lost 2-0 in Prague, and so Mike Smith's men sensed their chance - even though the home match would be played on foreign soil.Following crowd trouble in Cardiff during Wales' game with Yugoslavia the previous year, staging the game at Ninian Park was out of the question.It was obvious that it was Jordan who handled the ballWales goalkeeper Dai DaviesIn their infinite wisdom, the Football Association of Wales decided to stage the crucial match at Liverpool's Anfield home rather than in Wrexham in order to secure more money from a larger crowd.And full house is exactly what they got - but unfortunately for the Welsh, the Tartan Army had travelled down in force. So the scene was set for a what promised to be a memorable night in Welsh football history - and that is exactly what transpired.Both sides had plenty of chances to score in a open and pulsating encounter, but the score remained goalless as match reached the closing stages.But then, in the 78th minute came the fateful moment and Jordan's piece of handiwork.The Scotland striker rose with Wales defender David Jones to challenge for Asa Hartford's long throw into the Welsh box, and then to the astonishment of the Welsh fans and players, French referee Robert Wurtz awarded a penalty.Jordan kissed his fist after winning the penalty. Television replays clearly show it was Jordan's and not Jones' hand deliberately flicking the ball towards goal, but Mr Wurtz had made his decision.Don Masson coolly slotted the penalty past Dai Davies, and with Kenny Dalglish adding a second goal ten minutes later, the Wales dream was over.Unsurprisingly, Davies vividly remembers the whole sorry episode like it was yesterday."It was obvious that it was Jordan who handled the ball," he told BBC Sport Online."He was wearing a long sleeved shirt whereas Jones had short sleeves."I immediately ran towards the referee and lifted nine fingers to indicate that it was Jordan - their No 9 - who had touched the ball with his hand."After the match, we were all bitterly disappointed. Two years of hard work had been wasted because of one mistake by a referee."Davies recalls the anticipating and the excitement which had gripped the players."Everyone in the Wales squad was talking about Argentina and Patagonia," said Davies."Rob Thomas and Terry Yorath were very keen on horse racing and had received an invitation to meet some horse racing people for Argentina - so there was plenty of looking forward."The squad were staying in near-by Llangollen, and as the team bus travelled into Liverpool, everyone was amazed to see so many Scots on the streets."As we came onto the pitch, we had a massive shock as we saw blue everywhere," he added."We knew there would be a great deal of Scots coming down, but we were expecting to see more red in the stadium."The Scottish fans were a bit hostile when Wales were attacking.Wales fan Dylan Llewelyn, who was 11-years-old back in 1977, was equally amazed to be surrounded by Scottish rather than Welsh fans when he took his seat with his father in the stadium."Seeing all these Scottish fans drinking beer in the streets of Liverpool was a bit of a shock for an 11-year-old boy from Pen Llyn," he said."Our seats were for the front row of the Cemlyn Road stand and I was disappointed to see a lot of Scots around us. And as I looked towards the Kop, I could only see a small section of red."I remember the Scottish fans were a bit hostile when Wales were attacking - Alan Rough made a great save from Toshack which proved crucial."But once Scotland went ahead, their supporters wanted to hug us and shake our hands."He claims that most of the fans - both Welsh and Scottish - were unaware of Jordan's handball."The incident was too far away for us to see from the stand," he added."But the following morning, everyone on the school yard had seen the television replays and we were absolutely furious."To rub salt into the wound, Jordan to this day refuses to own up to his piece of trickery.Famously, Diego Maradona claimed it was the 'hand of God' that intervened in the 1986 World Cup when he scored a dubious goal against England least Jordan has made any such ludicrous statements; but even 25 years on, he still has little hope of finding any crumbs of forgiveness.Wales: Dai Davies, Rod Thomas, Joey Jones, John Mahoney, David Jones, Leighton Phillips, Brian Flynn, Peter Anthony Sayer, Terry Yorath, John Toshack, Mickey Thomas.Scotland: Alan Rough, Sandy Jardine, Willie Donachie, Don Masson, Gordon McQueen, Tommy Forsyth, Kenny Dalglish, Asa Hartford, Joe Jordan, Lou Macari, Willie Johnston.Att: 50, 850.The second great memory is Nottingham Forest’s European Cup win over Malmo in 1979.We got our first colour tv especially for the event. And it looked like football from the future. A technicolor vision and those adidas strips that were so ahead of their time, confirmed an enduring love affair for the golden period of that brand. Design-wise there was no point of reference anywhere else and that’s why people love that period of football, trainers and three-stripe strips so much. If memory serves me correctly, that classic Forest strip was the first use of a technical fabric for strip production.Seeing it all in colour, from across the world in Scotland, was for a football fan, something genuinely formative.Frozen in time: Forest v Malmo, European Cup final, 30 May 1979Frozen in timeForest v Malmo, European Cup final, 30 May 1979Trevor Francis of Nottingham Forest heads the winning goal past Malmo goalkeeper Jan Moller.Photograph: Peter Robinson/EMPICS Sport/PA PhotosTom LamontSunday 3 May 2009 00.01 BSTIt was, everyone involved admits, a terrible game, heavy on offsides, with the tall, imposing Swedes of Malmo instructed to negate the silky skills of Brian Clough's exciting Nottingham Forest.But the real story of 1979's European Cup final in Munich, 30 years ago this month, was in the numbers: the first football final boasting a £1m reward, featuring Britain's first £1m footballer in Trevor Francis. He scored the game's only goal, this stumbling header, and Forest lifted the cup, their first of successive wins in the competition.1. Tony WoodcockThe striker was a Forest player from the start of his career, and witnessed the arrival of Brian Clough in 1975 - a change that transformed the club from Second Division fodder to First Division and European Cup champs in just four seasons. Woodcock moved to Germany in the summer of 1979, flitting back and forth between FC Köln and Arsenal over the next decade before retiring at 35.He now runs a business development company with former team-mate Viv Anderson.2. Ingemar Erlandsson"We were underdogs," says the defender. Malmo were sent out by English manager Bob Houghton to defend stolidly and try to snatch a goal but it wasn't to be. "Trevor got on the wrong side of me to score. What a run!" Most of the Malmo team from that night, he says, are still involved with the club in some way; Erlandsson himself is a member of the board. Now 51, he owns a company that supplies Morrisons with its bread ovens.3. Trevor Francis"The £1m man puts his name on the score sheet, and returns a great deal of the cheque," said commentator Barry Davies after Francis headed home.His transfer fee had been big news - not that Clough acknowledged it. "As soon as Trevor arrived," Garry Birtles tells OSM, "the manager sent him to make the lads a cup of tea." Injury kept Francis from Forest's subsequent Euro final in 1980, and he left for Man City in 1981 for £1.2m. He is now a panellist on Al Jazeera Sports.4. Garry BirtlesBirtles's story wouldn't look out of place in a comic strip. "Three years before this game I was playing for non-league Long Eaton," the striker recalls."To be in a final from nowhere felt unbelievable, especially as a local lad." He even won an award from Roy of the Rovers magazine for his rapid rise ("Trevor Francis presented it to me dressed as Santa Claus").Birtles, who played more than 200 games for Forest, retired in 1991 and is now an analyst on Sky.5. Jan MöllerThe goalkeeper had been instrumental in the improbable European Cup charge of this small club from southern Sweden, one based on hard-line defensive tactics that team-mate Erlandsson calls "a revolution in Swedish football". Möller had a good game, too, before failing to collect this crucial cross. The stopper later played for Bristol City and Toronto Blizzard and then, like so many of Malmo's players, found his way back to the club, where he now helps to train the goalkeepers.6. John Robertson"A very unattractive young man," Clough once said of Robertson (now Martin O'Neill's assistant at Aston Villa), "but give him the ball and a yard of grass, and he was an artist." A yard was all the Scottish winger needed against Malmo, finally squirming into space in the second half to loop in this cross. "Playing Malmo was like Land of the Giants," remembers Birtles. "All six-foot-plus. But we knew with Robbo on the left we'd get one chance."