Can you be a big Blade even if your dad wasn't?

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Don't get the OP point? You are either a Blade or not and thank the stars I am.
 



Don't get the OP point? You are either a Blade or not and thank the stars I am.
Just wondered if everyone had the bladeyness passed down to them or not.
If you didn't want to say that's fine.
 
My Dad was a police officer from 1965 and didn't care about football, his interest, inherited from his dad, was cycling, both road and velodrome racing. He also did match duty a lot in the 70s and 80s so saw the bad side of it. (He wasn't working on the day of the Hillsborough disaster though.)

My love of the Blades comes from my Mum's side of the family. Lots of Blades there, my Grandma started taking me when I was around 10.
 
My dad was from North Wales, and generally went to watch Everton as a kid.



I was born and raised in Sheffield, and he, naturally, wanted to take his boy to watch regular live football, and so took me to both hillsborough and Bramall Lane and I got to choose which one to support.

If you tell me that I'm not a real blade because I'm not part of some sect of 6 fingered blades from the townships, then I'll call you a Cunt.

And my dad always said that he could never really get into the pigs either....
 
Don’t think my old man has ever set foot in any football stadium or any other sporting arena for that matter. It just doesn’t interest him.

I have a bunch of uncles and nephews that all support Rotherham but once I went to my first game at Bramall Lane with one of my mates I was sold.

It’s irrelevant what your family thinks / does when it comes to sport. You go with what feels right to you.
 
Just wondered if everyone had the bladeyness passed down to them or not.
If you didn't want to say that's fine.

OK, get what you are intimating but for me it doesn't work like that, point one is the phrase bladeyness, never liked it, never will even if you sit watching Jeff every Saturday does not mean you aren't as passionate as those at BDTBL, just means your circumstances are different.
 
My Dad grew up as a Blade and went regularly. Stopped going when he left for Uni and didn't get back into it even after returning to the area. When I was 9 or 10 he asked me if I'd like to go to a game and told me this "They won't always win, and they'll always let you down in the end, but if you go you're stuck with them for life.". That year ended in a play-off final against Palace and we've been going together ever since. He argues that I got the fair warning he never had. I argue that a child didn't think a parent would really put them through that trauma.
 
My dad identified as a Wednesday fan but I don't think he ever went when I was growing up. Generally not bothered. Me and my brothers are all united fans. My kids are now all united fans. Its a bit like evolution I think.
 
My dad identified as a Wednesday fan but I don't think he ever went when I was growing up. Generally not bothered. Me and my brothers are all united fans. My kids are now all united fans. Its a bit like evolution I think.
Haha nicely put!
 
My old man was born in Malta where he spent the first few years of his life, as me grandpa was stationed there in the RAF. When they came back to Blighty they settled in a village just outside of Stoke called Blythe Bridge, so they started going to watch Stoke City, whom my grandpa still supports. He used to sort-of support Swansea City as my grandparents were from round there, as do some of my family, but I imagine it was a bit far to travel down to the games from Stoke.

My dad moved to Uni in Sheffield and went to watch both sides. He hated Hillsborough. Said their fans were generally a bit weird and it didn't feel right to him. I'm eternally grateful for his choice.
 
My dad was an Owls fan tho he rarely went - he took me a few times when I was little but then I saw the light when I saw Woody and TC for the first time! UTMB!!

dad and big bro were/are leicester city fans, took me to filbert street and same here saw TC and thought he was class and rest is history from that day on TC fan and kept with the blades after his departure
 



My old man was born in Malta where he spent the first few years of his life, as me grandpa was stationed there in the RAF. When they came back to Blighty they settled in a village just outside of Stoke called Blythe Bridge, so they started going to watch Stoke City, whom my grandpa still supports. He used to sort-of support Swansea City as my grandparents were from round there, as do some of my family, but I imagine it was a bit far to travel down to the games from Stoke.

My dad moved to Uni in Sheffield and went to watch both sides. He hated Hillsborough. Said their fans were generally a bit weird and it didn't feel right to him. I'm eternally grateful for his choice.


Love Malta. Been about half a dozen times. Great for a winter break.
Re OP its an interesting one. My Dad was a Blade,ish. I probably swung him properly that way when I pledged my allegiance there. So glad that worked as going to games with him is a very precious memory of our relationship and shared quality time together.
From the walk,(he walked everywhere) to the Lane from Crookesmoor,the match and walk back we chewed the fat and I loved the time we spent together watching our precious Blades.
Thanks Dad..
 
My dad was a Man City fan. In those days it wasn't unusual for a Man a City fan to come from Manchester. He always insisted you support your local club, he had no problem with me and my brother being Blades. There are times when I wish he'd forced us to follow his club.
 
My pa no interest in footie at all,
I had having played for school team,but had no real affinity to us or pigs,decided to go with schoolmates to bdtbl , and that was it...hooked !
That was 1969 fkn hell...where's that gone ?
 
Neither of my parents had any interest in football. My mum's side of the family are pigs and her brother- my uncle - went often, also sometimes working as a steward at the sty. My dad's side of the family are Blades but not diehard with the exception of my dad's sister - my aunt- who is a big fan.
So the battle for my allegiance was between my aunt and uncle, needless to say my aunt won, even though I grew up in a Wednesday part of town.
Funnily enough I used to play football with my uncle all the time and never with my aunt, but he never made any attempt to convert me thankfully, whereas she made sure I was a Blade and took me to my first match aged 8 or so.

To answer the original question - of course you can! :)
 
For the record it doesn't go on past my dad - on his side anyway. So while he lives and breathes United his dad certainly doesn't.
On my mum's side it goes way back but while my dad lives and breathes United his dad certainly doesn't. So as some of you have pointed out he chose to follow us and he had to grow his passion from scratch, and I don't question his loyalties one bit.
 
In fairness it could be argued that because you made the choice yourself and being a blade wasn't passed down to you,that your infinity could be even stronger.
Wow, 3 people liked my quote even though when I try to use a cool word I just sound like an idiot buzz lightyear.
 
In fairness it could be argued that because you made the choice yourself and being a blade wasn't passed down to you,that your infinity could be even stronger.

I'd agree with that. It's a bit like converting to a religion by conviction and choice and not blindly following your parents
 
First generation blade. My dad is from sheffield but is a Man Utd fan and my brother followed suit. There were no blades at my school year but my brothers friends were a mixture of both. They took me and my brother to a game in 1986 and I turned. I was a spurs fan really till then.

I already hated the pigs because my first game I was taken to hillsborough by a school mate and I was trampled on and no one did anything to help and I was only 10.

I was asked to take my nephew on my wife's side to a game to see the red team but refused as his dad and grandad are pigs, even though they don't go. Starting to regret it now as they think it's funny to try and turn my las even though he's two. I haven't even started getting into his head about the blades yet. Just shows you what a set of twats they are
 
I'd agree with that. It's a bit like converting to a religion by conviction and choice and not blindly following your parents

Spot on. Surely it's harder to make that decision. And imagine how your dad would feel when you announced for the first time you were off to the lane !
 
Spot on. Surely it's harder to make that decision. And imagine how your dad would feel when you announced for the first time you were off to the lane !

I grew up as the only Blade in my family or social circle, the others being mainly Leeds or Barnsley fans. It does make you resilient and forced to "dig in".
 
For me, parents into Rugby and F1 so nothing there, cousins are Scunthorpe and Donny, so I had no influence from family, so with mates, looked at all the clubs, different sets of mates supported all the different teams in the area Rotherham, Donny and yes the dark side (Hated that one) but as soon as I walked down the kop and felt the tingle I am sure we all still feel I knew I had arrived and no matter the level we are at or the state of the team me and my United would be boned until death, now I live in the south and have three kids all born next to vicarage road in Watford, I will do all I can to make them see the light and the way is United, but no matter what I will support for the rest of my life just a bit further away than I would like :(
 
I'm not trying to start an argument, and I'm certainly not playing the "bigger blade card" I just wondered if fans who didn't have the support of their family (mainly their dad) had the same passion as the ones who did.
I've just read some posts where people are saying that their dad's were piggies, surely that most hold you back from going to games at an early age or having a real rivalry between us and them?

Thoughts?
My Dad was a pig but never went so I wasn't abused by being made to attend that shithole and fortunately my Mum and her brother were Blades and he took me to the Lane from the age of 4. Additionally, one of my brothers is a Pig and my Kids have grown up calling him "Uncle Pig". I actually think that for us,maybe because we have opposing fans who are so close, the rivalry is actually greater (or I can't see how it could be stronger) - although now we've grown up we don't actually come to blows any more ;).
 
I suppose that if your dad is only 5'2" then genetically you are unlikely to make six foot. This would make you a 'medium Blade'.

If your dad is 6'6" and weighs 20 stone, then you have every chance of being an even 'bigger Blade'.

This of course discounts genetic mutations, adoption, test tube babies etc so I can see that this thread could go on......
 
I think once you're hooked there's no going back whether you were born into it or you made the step yourself, unless you're only in it for the glory and lets be fair, anyone in it for the glory wouldn't be supporting us now anyway!
 



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