I've just looked through this thread and was surprised that I hadn't already posted mine up!
Anyway, it was the 3-0 win over Valerenga in the cup winner's cup. It was a comfortable win, but I'll be honest, I can't remember much from the match other than it raining a little bit and us not being in the covered bit, Wise and Zola scored, and I got told off by my dad for singing one of the songs wrong. I misheard it and wanted to join in. It's more the day surrounding it that I remember. I was getting to go as a special treat. My granddad had just died and my parents were amazed by how I handled it and wanted to do something special for me, so this was it. I was really excited all day at school and couldn't wait, I was jumping up and down... well... not quite as it isn't my style, but close enough. We took the train into to London, and then the tube on to Stamford Bridge, as I'm sure you'd expect. While we were waiting for ours to come, we heard this huge amount of noise and saw the Valerenga supporters almost knocking this tube car off the rails with their jumping, so we (quite sensibly) waited for a quieter one. So the next one, is a bit quieter so we get on, and on here this huge mountain of a guy, about 10 foot tall, 6 foot wide, wearing a viking helmet (maybe not), and a massive beard (I was 10, so might be exaggerating that, but he was huge compared to me at least), asked for my mum's permission to speak to me and gave me a Valerenga pin to put on my scarf after I explained to him how it was my first game and that I was really excited.
I think we got off a couple of stops before Fulham Broadway, because I remember walking for ages, and having a McDonald's. The game was good and Albert Ferrer was phenomenal, he was just constantly running. I was also amazed by some crazy jumping thing the Valerenga fans did where it looked like they were all changing seats, but like I said, I don't remember much about the actual match. After the game though, everything got even better. We went for a curry at a place near by, which was great and I got a free dessert for some reason (this seemed to happen a lot back then), I think I told the owner about the day I'd had so far and he was impressed, so that might have been why I got the free thing... I think it was ice cream I had. So the bill came and my dad paid for it as usual and we asked him to order us a taxi, as we couldn't be bothered to walk to the tube. This would be a good enough day already, right? It got better. The owner said that, unfortunately the taxi rank had run out of taxis at that time, so we couldn't get one back to the train station. He did say however that they were willing to cut us a deal and provide us with a limousine for the same price as a taxi. So me, a 10 year old kid who's had a ridiculously good day, gets to go home in a limo. That pretty much tops off any day and makes it a bit special.... not to mention that DAVID HASSLEHOFF (of single-handedly breaking down the Berlin wall fame) himself was in that very limo, just a few hours prior. Yes it was a great day, during a not too great time, but I don't think I could have asked for a better first experience with Chelsea. I just wish I could have been more often.