by DazMondo » Thu Jan 30, 2020 1:16 pm
My first game on my own was versus Reading in 1976 we won 4-0 and Kev Bird scored all four. I had been previously in 73-74 season with my uncle.
Worst game for me, was the 2-5 defeat to Matlock, but this has been followed by literally hundreds of poor games and performances ever since. We are where we belong, with a few minor diversions along the way and a lot of great memories.
Wembley in 87, obviously and the celebrations after. Seeing all the Palace fans in top hats at Feld Mill in 78.
Over 16000 versus Sheffield Wednesday in 1980, when they had more than half of the crowd. The 2-2 draw at Rochdale in 1982-83 season when just 12 stags fans travelled, the game was played on a snow covered pitch on a Tuesday night. Then returning to our mini bus to find our wheels had been let down, and we were bricked by the locals whilst waiting.
Beating Leeds 1-0 at Elland Road.
George Fosters screamer versus Wigan.
Travelling back from Tranmere in a van with no windscreen in the early hours of a Tuesday morning.
Sitting in the old west stand seats staring into space wondering why the hell am I here, again.
Only to find my team still in the bottom half of div 4, 46 years later.
Help..
Why do the two football teams I support always let me down.