Discussion in 'Pure Football' started by Junior Birdman, Jul 24, 2010.
What's your favourite memory. Doesn't have to be match related.
West Ham away before the game started
and the big flag
i was climbing under the wearmouth bridge when the bus went over
Byrne down at Chelsea, his looping header took an age to find the goal also Rushie down at West Ham with his goal.
On fire with the memory lane trips JB aren't ya!!!!
Ultimately my personal Fa Cup run ended in heartache on both fronts. Not only did we lose to The Bin Dippers, I was nominated by The Caring Club as last reserve for Final tickets, which meant I didnt get a ticket for the Final. I'd attended every home match that season, stupid voucher system. To make matters worse, this bellend in my class was one of the lucky ones to get tickets and he only went to the games where the vouchers were being handed out (Plymouth & Ipswich?) He gloated a bit too much about it for my liking anarl
away to oxford mid week, 3 nil up at half time, delayed second half because of a bomb scare, on the tanoy asking if any suspect packages and us lot not giving a damn lol, biting fingers before full time when oxford scored 2
Plaistow tube station, eastbound platform, with my ex and her West Ham supporting family. A tube full of Sunderland fans pulls up on the opposite platform and, assuming all on my platform were Hammers, do the usual goading and finger salutes.
As luck would have it, EJ the Barman is on that tube and sees me, frantically pointing and waving, his face full of joy. Half the carriage sees what's going on, recognise me, join in with EJ and start singing "We're the famous Sunderland and we're going to Wembley".
I break my silence and, with my platform steadily building up of disgruntled West Ham fans, I put two clenched fists in the air and shout "FUCKING YES!" and join in the singing at the top of my voice.
Also getting tickets for the Semi Final was fun. In Sheffield I sorted me marras with touted tickets in our end but I could only manage the Norwich end. For some reason whilst walking to the match I delighted in showing me SAFC George cross & some twatty copper wouldn't let me get to the ground....he had the road covered and a stream prevented other access. I had to straddle across the river at it's least girth to get in. Happy days.
West Ham away. Tony Normans finest hour
Chelsea home. Gordon Armstrong.
A great cup run. And highly enjoyable. Even the final wasn't too bad. At least we had some chances.
Losing one of my trainers when Armstrong scored, Puma States.
Found it when every fucker ran on the pitch.
I am indeed.
Big one for me was before the semi final at Hillsbrough, 1st semi after the incident. All Sunderland fans signing you'll never walk alone.
Bus from Shildon for Chelsea. Left about 8.30 for an 8.00 oclock ko
About 30 on stopped at Kings Cross for a drinky poohs and 4 hours later there was about 60 on the bus across London. Got the window put out and it was bluddy freezing on the way back.
Two things for me, travelling home from chelsea on the underground in me red n white shirt surrounded by blues - was shitting meself! getting a SAFC centenary scarf off a norwich fan that he got in 85 off a mackem at wembley. Only tickets we could get were in Norwich end - what a view of the kop, made the hair on the back of me neck stand on end.
Probably wanting to remember it all but ended up getting monged for the semi final n even more so for the final ....apparently we al enjoyed oursels like so thats always comforting!
Bar in Sheffield before the semi final - recokon every red and white traffic tape and cones were nicked all the way down teh A1 and ended up wrapped all round teh bar we were in...magic
And two....the last 20 / 30 minutes of that game were the worst of my life in a sort of best worst sort of way --it was absolute agony watching the lads hang on to that lead
Works for me. Plus the pre match nonsense down at Chelsea
The atmosphere that day was absolutely fucking electric - stood at the back of the Kop and at the time just wondered at the size of the ground (SoL is about 5K bigger than that today - all seated )
Was in the Kop...and it was simply amazing at the time......last half hour with the lads out on their legs was horrible. Must be the most nerve wracking 30 minutes of any Sunderland supporters life since the 73 cup final -- bar nothing - it was actually un-enjoyable until the whistle went
Hundreds marra I could dedicate an entire site to them.
Remember being in a bar in Kings Cross after the final, packed with Sunderland fans and one table of scousers, our lot were rat arsed singing, dancing, climbing on tables just being normal SAFC fans and the scousers were sitting there as if their granda had just died. The landlord came round collecting glasses and shaking his head, he got to our table looked at us with amazement and said
"I thought yous Kants lost"
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