My, how everyone laughed at the “hope your plane back home’s a DC-10” at the time. Of course, those of us of a certain age still do. Albert Hammond Bootleg failed to finish off the artist of that ilk, and indeed, the man himself even went on to produce an equivalently-poptastic son of the same name as if to prove there is no such thing as the curse of HMHB. Stanley Rous barely lasted a year, mind. Thanks to Tony, Nigel and Stuart

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