A lot of people say their England debut is the highlight of their career, but I don't remember too much about my first international.
It came in Belfast against Northern Ireland in the summer of 1983 and that's just about all I can say about it.
I have seen a picture of me about to go on to win my first cap and our manager Bobby Robson is giving me my instructions and I can't even remember what he was actually saying. This is not surprising because my memory is not very good when it comes to recalling old football matches I played in.
That said, there are moments in my England career that stand out in my mind vividly and that goal in Rio was obviously a fantastic moment for me. What it did was raise the bar of what was expected of me every time I stepped on to the field in an England shirt and people expected me to produce a goal like that every time I played.
Of course, reproducing a moment like that every time I played was never realistic, but it was always there as a benchmark for me and when I look at the clips of that goal now, I can see that some of the defending wasn't as good as it could be. They let me run at them after I beat the first player and when no tackles came in, I just kept going and we all saw the final result.
That was one great moment, but the big memories for me playing with England were at the World Cup Finals, with the quarter-final in Mexico against Argentina in 1986 probably the match that stands out for me more than any other.
Diego Maradona was my all-time favourite player and while we all know what happened in that game, I look back at the match as an incredible occasion to have been a part of.
I remember watching Maradona in the warm up and he was amazing. Kicking these balls high up in the air time and again. It was impossible, what he was trying to do, and then I sat on the bench and watched his every move.
Maradona's handball has been talked about as much as the incredible second goal he scored and while it hurt England, how can you not admire a goal as brilliant as that?
When I came onto the field for the final 15 minutes or so, we were 2-0 down and struggling to get back into the game. My cross set-up Gary Lineker for a goal that gave us some hope and then we had a chance when I put in another cross that Gary nearly scored from in the final minutes, only for some incredible defending to deny him when he looked certain to score.
Gary was so hungry for goals that he would have done anything to take that chance, but it got away from us and Argentina went on to win the World Cup, led by the brilliant Maradona.
Then four years later, we went one better by reaching the semi-finals in Italy. Unfortunately, I got injured in the game against Belgium and then played the quarter final against Cameroon when I wasn't fit and that meant I didn't play in the semi-finals, which was a tough defeat to take against Germany on penalties.
Even if we had got to the Final, I wouldn't have been fit to play. In fact, I wasn't fit for the entire tournament and Bobby wanted me to try and play, so I did.
We were close on both occasions, but a little like the England team in Russia in 2018, you get nothing for being close and while I look back with pride on my international career, it could have finished with a winners' medal if a few moments had fallen a little differently.
