The afternoon which was the pinnacle of my Portsmouth voyage

Every follower of any team will have that instant, game, victory or success which soars all others.

It's the day which rouses, stirs the spirits and sees emotions well when the memories are reflected on.

For Pompey fans there are no shortage of contenders for that most prized and cherished of occasions.

From Alan Biley and his Santa accomplice in 1984 to Svetoslav Todorov crowd-surfing into Fratton End amid title euphoria 19 years later.

To Sol gloriously going up to lift the FA Cup to the High Court steps for the victory of the people five years ago.

Demolition derbies, Great Escapes, promotion and title wins all provide a rich tapestry for generations of supporters to reminisce over in all their glory.

Arriving at a selection is a very personal process. It could be sharing an event with a loved one or the day you first saw the glory of Fratton Park before you as a wide-eyed youngster.

But my Pompey moment to cherish arrived on October 2, 2008 in Praca de Santiago, Guimaraes.

It was there 2,000 or so fans with the star and crescent imprinted on their soul congregated at the heart of Portugal's ancient capital.

What ensued was the mother of all Pompey parties and a takeover of this beautiful little north-west corner of the country.

It was a sun-drenched and Super Bock lager-soaked celebration of everything which had gone before.

Pompey had reached the Premier League, won the FA Cup and seen the best side assembled, at least since the club reigned supreme over English football in the middle of the last century. And didn't we rejoice in that fact.

The full repertoire of songs spanning the decades were endlessly belted out with gusto on a heady afternoon.

Slightly bemused locals embraced the good-natured antics of the Pompey masses, with wizened Portuguese pensioners inviting fans into their homes to hang flags over the balconies.