John Rudge’s side produce a famous FA Cup giantkilling against the cup holders.
Match details: Port Vale 2-1 Everton, FA Cup 4th round replay, February 14th, 1996
The Daily Telegraph
Port Vale comprehensively outplayed FA Cup holders Everton on one of the greatest nights that Vale Park has witnessed to reach the fifth round of the competition for the first time since their memorable win over Tottenham eight years ago took them to this stage.
Everton were fortunate not to lose by a bigger margin such was Vale’s dominance. They outfought, outrun and ultimately beat Everton more comfortably than the scoreline suggests. John Rudge’s side achieved their memorable victory by playing creative football, using two wingers and posing Everton tactical problems to which they often had no reply.
The First Division side took the initiative with some crisp attacking football and Ian Bogie’s 18th-minute goal was no more than Vale deserved.
It was Bogie’s third goal of the season and he certainly picks the big occasion on which to score. He has now scored two against Everton in the FA Cup while the other was in the local derby against Stoke.
Just before half-time Stuart took advantage of space in Vale’s defence by running 30 yards before scoring with an angled shot from just inside the penalty area. It was, if anything, an equaliser against the run of play.
Vale’s second goal in the 69th minute was the least they deserved because they had gone close four times in the previous quarter of an hour.
Andy Porter, Steve Guppy, Bogie and Foyle should each have scored but when Guppy made ground down the left wing and centred to Jon McCarthy on the far post Vale’s record £450,000 signing from York made no mistake even if the ball touched the upright on the way past Southall.
The Bogie man blasted Everton again as the FA Cup holders were sent crashing out of the competition. Port Vale’s Ian Bogie, the man whose late goal took this fourth round tie to a replay, needed just 17 minutes to produce a terrific 20-yard goal and put Joe Royle’s team on the retreat.
But Royle’s response, pushing on an extra striker 12 minutes after Bogie’s goal, produced a reassuring equaliser. He put on Paul Rideout, the man whose goal won the cup for Everton last May, and he fed Graeme Stuart for a crisp 32nd-minute shot that clipped Neil Aspin on its way past Paul Musselwhite. But to no avail. Vale’s winner came in the 69th minute from £450,000 record signing Jon McCarthy, whose shot went in off the inside of the upright.
John Rudge said afterwards: “I am elated because the team performance was outstanding and everybody did themselves proud.”
Fan view – Chris Maitland
The traffic was stacked back through Wolstanton and it took us a good half hour to get down Porthill. Feb. 14th 1996. Every other car we saw was decked out in black and white, and rumour had it that the kick off was to be delayed due to the size of the crowd. There was that queasy feeling you sometimes get at times like this as a Vale fan, that we will do ok if we don’t embarrass ourselves in front of the massed ranks of Mr Murdoch’s cameras.
A slow queue to get into the Railway Paddock and to our seats, three rows back from the touchline, at halfway. The teams were already out on the pitch, I looked around and felt that swelling of pride and excitement that only nights like this can give. A cold February night, floodlit and crisp, pockets of warmth and strong tea in flasks.
We started star spotting on the pitch – Big Nev , Hinchcliffe, Unsworth, Limpar, Amokachi, where’s Kanchelskis? On the bench – good, maybe we can get an early break and make them chase the game.
This was my favourite Vale line up. I will always consider them to have the quintessential Vale qualities. Aspo, the guvnor at the back, Tanks, crafty and skilful, Porter, the skipper – a midfield terrier, Guppy, the Dance Master, McCarthy, ‘Mac the Knife’ ( copyright 1996 George Andrews) Tony Naylor, full of running and out to shine, Foyle, the man with the titanium pate, and an instinctive head for an opportunity, and of course, Ian Bogie.
Bogie had clinched the replay in the very dying seconds of injury time at Goodison Park. I had listened to the game on my portable at home, and had been in our bog when Bogie scored. Unable to contain my exuberance I had leapt about the WC with my kecks around my ankles.
Tense early minutes in the game at Vale Park. Not much in it either way. Then…
Bogie gets the ball just inside the Everton half. It’s a scene I replay in my mind many many times on my long drives back home to Birmingham after games at Vale Park.
Bogie turns and moves forward, a shimmy, he leaves two Everton players with their legs scything thin air, then , a quick check and from 25 yards out…
…a cannonball shot like a broadside from HMS Victory, a comet like path to goal with Southall diving in vain, he saw it too late.
In the Railway paddock – a glance at the ref, a gulp of realisation and
ONE – NIL
the Vale take the lead! Pandemonium on three sides of the ground, and sullen disbelief on the fourth. Bogie with his arms wide and a winning grin, he does his boogie, and we are transported into nirvana. Perhaps even para – nirvana.
That moment was the best I’ve ever had in my life long experience of football.
I will forgive Ian Bogie anything, and am one of his staunchest defenders and supporters. I still believe that when he’s on his game, Bogie plays the most aesthetically satisfying football of any player I’ve seen. I soon after had ‘BOGIE – 4’ printed on my Vale home shirt, and was happy to take quips and wisecracks from wags the country over when I wore it. Actually, I got far more positive comments about the player from strangers all over Britain, from Cornwall to Newcastle on Tyne than chuckles and sneers.
I walked tall into work the following day. Being the only Vale fan there I had been seen as afflicted by an odd self inflicted source of grief by colleagues.
At last my day had come.
I had Ian Bogie to thank for that.