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I'm from Sussex and have no family from Sheffield, but in 90/91 at school was fed up of glory hunting idiots, I chose Sheffield United for their workmanlike performances and fyou to the bigger boys, I still remember with fondness buying every newspaper after we hammered spurs 6_0 and the headline "six as a parrot" I laid the newspapers at the desks of my glory hunting class mates and sat there with a smug grin on my face, the the Hoyland, hodges fa cup win which again shoved it up southern man utd fans, so many memories from the battle of Bramall Lane, half time kanu walk off, forest play off, wolves play off final, which if bomber had netted the pen after half time I believe we would have got extra time, nade scoring and jags in goal when I had pneumonia,, and the good times with warnock(who, over the years I feel has tarnished his name with his antics, but every blade can say they have at least one great memory with him in charge) to now, from 6 years of league 1 embarrassment for a club our size, to never being prouder to say I'm a blade, still among the glory hunting idiots amongst me, I read this forum daily to get a true fans perspective of what is happening and thank you to every one who posts as it makes me feel like a proper blade. Anyway I'm currently away with my family in the canaries still trying to find a place to watch Saturdays game, my father in law who is a Palace fan is equally excited and the wife has been warned that come 19.30 on the 27th April I shall be getting suitably pissed if we get the right result. Anyhow it would be nice to hear a bit about my fellow blades and how you bitter sweet love affair with this great club started
 



Never gave a toss about footy as a young 'un. Dad used to take me so he could watch it, but I had to take a copy of The Beano to keep myself occupied because I got bored. Had plenty of Junior Blades gear and a membership but that was just me dad trying to get me to care!

Went round to a family friend's house on my 12th birthday to watch the play-off semi against Forest in '03. That game was so engrossing and exciting that it got me hooked. That and the fact my secondary school was full of pigs and they were all wankers, so my allegiance grew stronger still.

All snowballed from there, really! I think not being into football as kid meant I always felt I was a few steps behind everyone else in terms of my knowledge of the game, so I've made an effort to catch up over the years. It means I'm one of those types that will sit and watch any game of football no matter what level it is.
 
Mums work mate took me to my first match as she lived next to tony currie and got tickets .the game was against man utd and i am sure we lost at home 4 -0 after that i was hooked not sure of the year .has to be 30 to 40 years ago
 
Grew up in Chesterfield knew of sheff utd but had man utd kit.

Got taken to sufc v man utd circa 91 or 92.

Promised whever won I'd support.

Blades won 2-1. Stood on kop. I was hooked for life

Think I'd previously been taken to fa cup match v colchester which we drew 3 all i think.
 
I’m originally from the SWFC stronghold of High Green and Chapeltown where the majority of the natives support ‘Wenzdeh’.

However I’m reasonably intelligent, good looking, well dressed and string together a well throughout, articulate and coherent sentence so it wasn’t only natural I would be a Blade
 
Previously went to belle vue my local team ,then this flash bastard from Sheffield moved into our school who was a blade.

One day he said we have s cup game against altrincham, i mean of all the games I could pick to make my bramall lane debut ,it was a shit 2.2 draw against some none league shite.
The rest is history .
 
Most people follow the team that their dad first took them to, and that's the case with me. BUT. I know that if my dad had taken me to Swillsborough, I'd have naturally gravitated to the Blades. I'm a Bolshie fucker and had every reason to support the pigs. When I was about 5 (many, many years ago), my mum & dad used to take me to visit my grandma on Matilda Street on Saturdays. If United had been at home, I used to run outside at full-time and ask one of the loads of old, Woodbine-smoking blokes streaming away (think a 'Lowry painting', Barnstoneworth United etc.)...



'Wot's Yoo-nited done?'. Win, lose or draw, the curmudgeonly reply would be 'Bluddy won', Bluddy lost' etc. When I was eleven, our Sunday 'treat' would be a trip to a pair of weird 'Aunty' and 'Uncles' who lived on Middlewood Road. Strange fuckers and the 'Uncle' would occasionally take me to 'The Wembley of the North' to watch the pigs. I must admit, the 1966 Hillsborough looked a different world to the broken-down Bramall Lane.

I'd just started at 'big school' (King Teds) and it seemed all the kids were Wednesdayites. Fuck 'em. I'm not built that way.

Now, my second-fave team are Hamburg's St. Pauli - a team who've perennially lived in the shadow of Hamburg SV. But now the tide has turned and both teams are in Bundesliga 2 and - however briefly - St. Pauli are 'top dogs' in Hamburg. St. Pauli is - a bit like La Rive Gauche in Paris - where the artists, dreamers, poets and anarchists live - people who believe in 'the death of deference'. St. P's unofficial emblem is a 'skull and crossbones' logo and on Saturday I'll be wearing a St. Pauli t-shirt - black with the skull-and-crossbones logo and the words 'Wir Spielen in einer anderen Liga'. 'We play in a different league'. :)
 
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My Dad was a steward on the old John Street when I was a child and is a Blade, and my Grandad was a Blade too so always had United stuff around, 50/50 jumpers, programs, shirts (never new mind, whatever was in the market) and whatnot. Went to my first game as present for my birthday in 1998, we played Boro and won 1-0.

Been going ever since.

It's funny that this thread has appeared because I've just seen my Dad and he was telling me about the first game he went to, he was working at British Silverware on Queens Road and went to see us play Spurs in February 1968.
 
I’m originally from the SWFC stronghold of High Green and Chapeltown where the majority of the natives support ‘Wenzdeh’.

However I’m reasonably intelligent, good looking, well dressed and string together a well throughout, articulate and coherent sentence so it wasn’t only natural I would be a Blade
Some of this is true .
 
I’m originally from the SWFC stronghold of High Green and Chapeltown where the majority of the natives support ‘Wenzdeh’.

However I’m reasonably intelligent, good looking, well dressed and string together a well throughout, articulate and coherent sentence so it wasn’t only natural I would be a Blade

Well dressed!

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I'll be wearing a St. Pauli t-shirt - black with the skull-and-crossbones logo and the words 'Wir Spielen in einer anderen Liga'. 'We play in a different league'. :)
IF we go up that would make a great Blades t shirt with a double meaning.
 
When I was 8 my mum and dad had been to town shopping whilst me and my brothers were at school. My mum went to Suggs (fab shop) and bought three wooly hats - a united one, a wednesday one and a liverpool one and asked us to pick one. I picked the united one and have followed us since (40 years). Both brothers are part time pig fans and my dad always hated football and still does. Now ive got two sons and both have been brought up properly with season tickets and passion for the Blades. Thanks mum.
 



My Dad was a steward on the old John Street when I was a child and is a Blade, and my Grandad was a Blade too so always had United stuff around, 50/50 jumpers, programs, shirts (never new mind, whatever was in the market) and whatnot. Went to my first game as present for my birthday in 1998, we played Boro and won 1-0.

Been going ever since.

It's funny that this thread has appeared because I've just seen my Dad and he was telling me about the first game he went to, he was working at British Silverware on Queens Road and went to see us play Spurs in February 1968.
Nice story
 
In probably an alarmed response to my 8-year-old self beginning to show an interest in Spurs having previously barely even kicked a ball, my uncle presented me in early 1991 with the iconic fluorescent lime green shirt. I’d grown up in a family where my dad and brother were Villa supporters. My dad was the only one in the family to have lived in Sheffield (a student there in the 60s) and it was during that period that my uncle had gone to games with him and been hooked.

My first game was in March that year, a 2-1 win over Villa alongside my uncle, dad and brother. Wilder played. Deane scored. A streaker ran onto the pitch. No turning back from that.

My uncle would have loved the Wilder era – his last game would have been during Wilson’s spell.
 
I’m originally from the SWFC stronghold of High Green and Chapeltown where the majority of the natives support ‘Wenzdeh’.

However I’m reasonably intelligent, good looking, well dressed and string together a well throughout, articulate and coherent sentence so it wasn’t only natural I would be a Blade


Ahhh you're similar to me then.
My Mum and dad weren't bothered but most of the extended family supported Wendy when I was young. But there was something wrong with them, I saw that there was something mentally wrong with them even as a 5 year old.
As the years went by their attempted brainwashing didn't work because I kept asking "if Wendy are so good why are they in Division Three" and "why are United with Tony Currie so brilliant"
 
Because I lived in a Staunch pig area. And I didn't follow the crowd. iT WAS either Piggies, Leeds Or the Red and White Wizards. The first match I went to was against Arsenal at BDTBL Blades Lost 5-0.
 
I wish I knew why I chose United over let's be reyt Wednesday! Coming from the football hotbed that is Lodge Moor (posh end I know, I know!) it is fair to say that it was mixed but Wednesday fans seemed to be slightly more in number, probably because they were doing well at the time. Bobby Davison Day was sweet indeed! My Dad didn't like football, so he didn't encourage me to support either team. I used to like Liverpool or Man U as a very young-un but then had the Blades as a second team and then I thought it was time to make United the main team in 1989, which was a great time to be a Blade, but I can't actually say that was a factor in why I chose the Blades over them lot.

I've always been for the underdog and United, whether I knew it as a kid I doubt, are certainly the underdog, even though we're as big as them lot, but we have a level headed perspective, which I think is rare from clubs of our size and bigger.

My step Dad took me to my first game against Man U at home 2 - 1 win in 1991, Bradas back stick for the winner! What a win that was!
 
recurring theme here - family were all piggies - my eldest uncle was, and then my "surprise" youngest uncle refused to be a pig as he grew up and he turned all of the nephews/nieces into Blades.

They did live on Margaret Street, literally 2 minutes from John Street - but even so.........Blades we are :)

It's a good job cos I fucking hate BLUE

UTB
 
Most people follow the team that their dad first took them to, and that's the case with me. BUT. I know that if my dad had taken me to Swillsborough, I'd have naturally gravitated to the Blades. I'm a Bolshie fucker and had every reason to support the pigs. When I was about 5 (many, many years ago), my mum & dad used to take me to visit my grandma on Matilda Street on Saturdays. If United had been at home, I used to run outside at full-time and ask one of the loads of old, Woodbine-smoking blokes streaming away (think a 'Lowry painting', Barnstoneworth United etc.)...



'Wot's Yoo-nited done?'. Win, lose or draw, the curmudgeonly reply would be 'Bluddy won', Bluddy lost' etc. When I was eleven, our Sunday 'treat' would be a trip to a pair of weird 'Aunty' and 'Uncles' who lived on Middlewood Road. Strange fuckers and the 'Uncle' would occasionally take me to 'The Wembley of the North' to watch the pigs. I must admit, the 1966 Hillsborough looked a different world to the broken-down Bramall Lane.

I'd just started at 'big school' (King Teds) and it seemed all the kids were Wednesdayites. Fuck 'em. I'm not built that way.

Now, my second-fave team are Hamburg's St. Pauli - a team who've perennially lived in the shadow of Hamburg SV. But now the tide has turned and both teams are in Bundesliga 2 and - however briefly - St. Pauli are 'top dogs' in Hamburg. St. Pauli is - a bit like La Rive Gauche in Paris - where the artists, dreamers, poets and anarchists live - people who believe in 'the death of deference'. St. P's unofficial emblem is a 'skull and crossbones' logo and on Saturday I'll be wearing a St. Pauli t-shirt - black with the skull-and-crossbones logo and the words 'Wir Spielen in einer anderen Liga'. 'We play in a different league'. :)


Can't say I've noticed.......:rolleyes:
 
My first game was with my dad and one of my older brothers. His first game as well. But it did nothing for him. I was hooked. Sat in old john street stand near bramall lane end. The smell of the grass and pipe smoke and bovril. Silent might be able to confirm date. But was i think season before 70/71 promotion season. We beat sunderland 1-0. Think was ted helmsley not sure but seem to remember him. The rest is history and proud and thankful to my dad for introducing me to the best club in the world in my opinion.
 
When I was younger I really didn't take an interest in the local teams, I was a big fan of the great Liverpool teams of the late 70,s- early 80,s then in about 82 (aged 11) I played for Hillsborough boys club on langsett road as my best friend had just moved there and part of our duties was to sell raffle tickets at the sty, but I got to see the some big games, Liverpool, spurs, Newcastle man u etc but I was always aware it didn't feel right, I then made friends with a blade from school and we used to go to the lane for the last 20 mins, my first game was Peterborough(4-0) but it was totally different, the people were more down to earth, the songs were wittyer, better atmosphere etc so that was it!
P.s. I still go to the matches with the same friend now 37 years later!
 
Brought up in North Yorkshire, watched a few teams in late 60’s (Leeds, Boro, Sunderland, Darlington!) but never really supported one.

Went to look round Sheffield University in early 71 and the bloke who showed me round said if I went to Sheffield I had to become a Blade. A week or 2 later he rang and said he had got tickets for a big game - did I want to go. That game was against Cardiff - date 27 April (familiar date?).

About 10 days earlier I had been at Elland Road when Jeff Astle scored the world’s most offside goal that cost Weeds the title. As I was quite small I stood near the front, and when half the Gelderd End invaded the pitch in anger I had no choice other than to run like fuck at the front to avoid being flattened and trampled. Unfortunately, me running on the pitch at the front was spotted by our headmaster on a TV report, and I was duly caned. The nasty atmosphere that was always there, the fear of being trampled that night followed by the unjust punishment led me to pledge never to visit Bellend Road again.

Fast forward 10 days and I’m standing by a fucking cricket pavilion, seemed miles from the pitch, and for the first time I got that almost spiritual feeling of being a small part of a single common desire - a bit like a bee in a seething hive. There really was something supernatural about the atmosphere that night and the 5-1 score is of course legend. I remember a diving header (John Flynn I think) and little else - there was after all much post-match Wards disposal duty to perform! A day later I realised that I was incurably infected and spent a happy 6 years in the City watching quality goals by quality players, volleyed corners, players sitting on balls and blowing kisses and having our dreams sold to pay for a stand.

Since leaving Sheffield, I’ve lived in the Midlands for over 40 years, but the 200 mile round trip to home games has become part of my life.

And so we come back to 27 April and a home game that can effectively clinch elevation to the top table. I guess it must be the Circle of Life Elton.

The Magic Days are Back
 



I'm from Sussex and have no family from Sheffield, but in 90/91 at school was fed up of glory hunting idiots, I chose Sheffield United for their workmanlike performances and fyou to the bigger boys, I still remember with fondness buying every newspaper after we hammered spurs 6_0 and the headline "six as a parrot" I laid the newspapers at the desks of my glory hunting class mates and sat there with a smug grin on my face, the the Hoyland, hodges fa cup win which again shoved it up southern man utd fans, so many memories from the battle of Bramall Lane, half time kanu walk off, forest play off, wolves play off final, which if bomber had netted the pen after half time I believe we would have got extra time, nade scoring and jags in goal when I had pneumonia,, and the good times with warnock(who, over the years I feel has tarnished his name with his antics, but every blade can say they have at least one great memory with him in charge) to now, from 6 years of league 1 embarrassment for a club our size, to never being prouder to say I'm a blade, still among the glory hunting idiots amongst me, I read this forum daily to get a true fans perspective of what is happening and thank you to every one who posts as it makes me feel like a proper blade. Anyway I'm currently away with my family in the canaries still trying to find a place to watch Saturdays game, my father in law who is a Palace fan is equally excited and the wife has been warned that come 19.30 on the 27th April I shall be getting suitably pissed if we get the right result. Anyhow it would be nice to hear a bit about my fellow blades and how you bitter sweet love affair with this great club started
You sir, are a proper Blade.........Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. ONCE A BLADE, ALWAYS A BLADE
 

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