"I was there" SAFC matches


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Sheff. Wed. away when I believe the Keano version of Hey Jude first appeared, on the same day who were that "rock band" at half time who wanted us (and the Wednesday fans) to join in the biggest air guitar world record attempt and they were basically ignored, apart from "who are you" ?
we'd parked at Meadowhall for that one, so got the tram back. There were a couple of Shef Wed fans on moaning about how they'd been unlucky to lose when someone started singing that Keano song. Pretty soon, the whole tram were singing it and these two blokes realised the whole thing was full of Sunderland fans!
 
That was at Roker wasn't it. Collymore was tremendous. For one of his goals Derek Ferguson (I think) actually turned tail and ran away from the fucker

He f***ing terrorised us - it seemed very close [in my memory anyway :oops:] to when Cole f***ing torched us as well for Bristol City.
 
I was there when Gillingham beat us in that play-off.

I was also there the very first game next season at Brentford when over 3,000 of us shouted defiantly to the world "We will NOT let this club die."
 
Was at the game Clough broke his leg.Strangely enough even though he was through 1 on 1 the silence was deafening.I swear I heard the break.
 
i was there when we beat man city 4-0 (away) to go top of the highest division in england, the last time we did so...
 
we'd parked at Meadowhall for that one, so got the tram back. There were a couple of Shef Wed fans on moaning about how they'd been unlucky to lose when someone started singing that Keano song. Pretty soon, the whole tram were singing it and these two blokes realised the whole thing was full of Sunderland fans!

Class.

And yu' sig. :)

i was there when we beat man city 4-0 (away) to go top of the highest division in england, the last time we did so...

4-1, Hawley hat-trick.

Top after two games then lost at home to Keegan's Southampton 2-1. :-(

41,141 and ah didn't have to google that. :oops: Towering header by Sam Aladyce IIRC.
 
Away to Wimbledon at the National Hockey Stadium on a Tuesday night after the semi final defeat against Millwall. Got to the ground ridiculously early where it was pissing down (with no coat). Loads of lads had raided the bins for fresh bin liners to wear to keep dry. We won 2-1 and Matt Piper was sporting a truly terrific Afro.

Can remember thinking why the fuck did I do this on the return coach home.

Also away to Crewe for a 3-0 loss in that same season I think. Went to a pub with washing machines in and a chippy with a dwarf serving the food. Surreal
 
I was there, nowt but a bairn, at my first ever away match, family holiday in London, when we got stuffed 8-0 at West Ham, Geoff Hurst scored 6 of the buggers himself.

Mind, I was also there when, reasonably cronological:-

The lads carried King Charlie on their shoulders to celebrate our first ever promotion 1963/64.

Same season as above when an estimated 100,000 were in and and around Roker Park for the Man Utd cup replay.

Slim Jim Baxter left me breathless in his early days for us.

Defied all the odds and went on that glorious run and only won the FA Cup beating the durty bastard Leeds, who were thought to be the best team in Europe at the time.

Charlie's (Ferguson) Angels, Lord Rowell, Shaun Elliot and Kevin Arlott nearly saved us from relegation. Fuck you Jimmy Hill.

John Hawley scored the best Sunderland goal I have ever seen. Who else ever beat Pat Jennings from 40 yards ffs.

When we all went daft at Wrexham thinking we were promoted.

Benno made Speedie shit his pants.

Marco and Gatesy showed the maggots what for.

I'm kinda losing it now, however:-

That Gordon Armsrong header.

The Reid era.

Kiss ya granny Marcus Stewart.

The god that is Niall Quinn.

See the thing is that although SAFC don't live in the world that my Dad and Granda's knew them in, it's in our blood and SAFC continue to produce defining moments that keep the faith alive. We don't have hangers on like Man U, Liverpool and so on. Our club is ours, it's about nothing more than close to home. They frustrate us but things happen from time to time to bond us.

Sunlun till I die.


Great, great post. It's what we are.
 
I was there, nowt but a bairn, at my first ever away match, family holiday in London, when we got stuffed 8-0 at West Ham, Geoff Hurst scored 6 of the buggers himself.

Mind, I was also there when, reasonably cronological:-

The lads carried King Charlie on their shoulders to celebrate our first ever promotion 1963/64.

Same season as above when an estimated 100,000 were in and and around Roker Park for the Man Utd cup replay.

Slim Jim Baxter left me breathless in his early days for us.

Defied all the odds and went on that glorious run and only won the FA Cup beating the durty bastard Leeds, who were thought to be the best team in Europe at the time.

Charlie's (Ferguson) Angels, Lord Rowell, Shaun Elliot and Kevin Arlott nearly saved us from relegation. Fuck you Jimmy Hill.

John Hawley scored the best Sunderland goal I have ever seen. Who else ever beat Pat Jennings from 40 yards ffs.

When we all went daft at Wrexham thinking we were promoted.

Benno made Speedie shit his pants.

Marco and Gatesy showed the maggots what for.

I'm kinda losing it now, however:-

That Gordon Armsrong header.

The Reid era.

Kiss ya granny Marcus Stewart.

The god that is Niall Quinn.

See the thing is that although SAFC don't live in the world that my Dad and Granda's knew them in, it's in our blood and SAFC continue to produce defining moments that keep the faith alive. We don't have hangers on like Man U, Liverpool and so on. Our club is ours, it's about nothing more than close to home. They frustrate us but things happen from time to time to bond us.

Sunlun till I die.

Filling up here, brilliant post!

Haway the lads!
 
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