somerset
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Early start from Brighton station, lots of drinks around Victoria, dash to Highbury, game won, plenty of terrace madness. sunshine, headache, back to Brighton. William Tell pub rammed, singing, home, couldn't sleep, bootiful.
On the friday I went to school a happy sole, looking forward to listening to it on the radio.
I got home and my mum explained that a friend of their's daughter had chicken pox, I shrugged my shoulders. She then explained that therefore she couldn't use the ticket that her dad had got her for the semi final and would I like to go instead. Wooooooooooooooohooooooooooooooooo. Most exciting sleep of my life followed, and a brilliant experience the next day!
Sadly the bitch had recovered by the final and my dad was laid low with his back so never made the final.
But will never forget the sight of Highbury that day, the noise from the masses of yellow and blue. Incredible.
Newcastle 79 - utter Euphoria because we had arrived on English football's big stage
Highbury 83 - complete and undiluted happiness because we'd reached the Cup Final when it REALLY meant something to go to Wembley (a world famous football event)
Hereford - worst 90 minutes ever at a football match but BEST EVER feeling at the end (better than Newcastle & Highbury - it meant more imho)
Wembley 2013...
Liverpool away on the way to Wembley was a better away day for me, as it had a real tension about it, and Liverpool, especially in those days was a foreign country.
Liverpool away on the way to Wembley was a better away day for me, as it had a real tension about it, and Liverpool, especially in those days was a foreign country.
One of my families great stories comes from that day.
My Dad and Granddad (both now sadly departed) set off for the game and starting drinking straight away. My Granddad was driving unbelievably.
By the time game reached half time Granddad was so drunk he didn't know what he was doing. He headed into the concourse looking for more booze... thought the game had finished, wandered out of the ground and DROVE home!!!
My Dad was left in London and had to make his own way back and turned up in Seaford in the early hours! He was furious.
Miss you both fellas. x
One of my families great stories comes from that day.
My Dad and Granddad (both now sadly departed) set off for the game and starting drinking straight away. My Granddad was driving unbelievably.
By the time game reached half time Granddad was so drunk he didn't know what he was doing. He headed into the concourse looking for more booze... thought the game had finished, wandered out of the ground and DROVE home!!!
My Dad was left in London and had to make his own way back and turned up in Seaford in the early hours! He was furious.
Miss you both fellas. x
Wouldnt that be your sister?On the friday I went to school a happy sole, looking forward to listening to it on the radio.
I got home and my mum explained that a friend of their's daughter had chicken pox,
Wouldnt that be your sister?