Burnley 2 Blades 1 February 1975

[Silent Blade]

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I think the ref was wrong in disallowing a goal by Tony Field cos I see a Burnley player on the left of the penalty box playing him onside. The first player we signed on loan, Garry Jones, is seen walking past the disappointed Field.

You can see the TC to Woody corner routine just after Burnley's 2nd goal, this time it didnt result in a goal.

 

[Silent Blade]

coaxingstar71 Garry Jones can be seen walking past a disappointed Tony Field after the disallowed goal (39 mins)

 

[Paisley Blade]

coaxingstar71 Garry Jones can be seen walking past a disappointed Tony Field after the disallowed goal (39 mins)

I've never seen this footage Silent.

The mini Currie shuffle before the cross for Field's disallowed goal, lovely.

Even better, the 'before it's time' corner routine between TC and Woody just after their 2nd goal.

Glad it's there to see.

 

[Speedracer]

A Woody headed goal, a rare thing indeed.

 

[SouthEssexBlade]

If I remember right Burnley did the double over us that season. Opening game at home?

 

[Silent Blade]

If I remember right Burnley did the double over us that season. Opening game at home?

No, 2-2 at the Lane. The 0-2 defeat was the opening game of the 1973-74 season

 

[SouthEssexBlade]

No, 2-2 at the Lane. The 0-2 defeat was the opening game of the 1973-74 season

It's 50 years ago, easy mistake to make.

 

[DifferentClass]

I can just imagine my great-grandad shouting at the bloke in the thumbnail "GET THI HAAAAIR CUT, THA LOOKS LIKE A TAAAAAART!"

 

[pommpey]

Looking at our play then and how we conceded it's so revealing how poor we were at the time, even with some of the seventies legends in the side.

Don't get me wrong ... we had some games where we looked like the big top six clubs but then there were times when we flattered to deceive and lacked leadership and bite and it looked like eleven players playing individual games and teams came and simply took points off us without much of a whimper. Their second goal for example, I'd say we'd not conceded that today what with the good back three yet we had capable players to stop that being unchallenged.

Good to see Woody in his combative, never-be-beaten mode though. And that Currie/Woody corner schtick is class

pommpey

 

[cahill]

Pretty sure I was at that game. Both sets of fans next to each other on a side terrace, if my memory serves. Loads of trouble as per usual bitd can remember nothing of the game just the result.

 

[Silent Blade]

Looking at our play then and how we conceded it's so revealing how poor we were at the time, even with some of the seventies legends in the side.

Don't get me wrong ... we had some games where we looked like the big top six clubs but then there were times when we flattered to deceive and lacked leadership and bite and it looked like eleven players playing individual games and teams came and simply took points off us without much of a whimper. Their second goal for example, I'd say we'd not conceded that today what with the good back three yet we had capable players to stop that being unchallenged.

Good to see Woody in his combative, never-be-beaten mode though. And that Currie/Woody corner schtick is class

pommpey

Always thought the 1973 team was better than the 1974-75 team when we had Salmons and Bone

 

[Sandygate Blade]

I was at this game. I think it was one of the few away defeats we had after Christmas in our run to finish sixth. I remember the trouble on the Longside at Burnley. We took a really good following that day.

 

[Jolly Buffer]

Are you sitting comfortably?
I was at this game on my own as an 11 year old so it sticks in the memory as it was one of my first away games. Went on coach in my own. I was at the previous away game too where we'd just been trounced in the FA Cup by second division Aston Villa 4-1. At Burnley the United fans were on the covered long side terrace. Before kick off the Burnley fans had massed up on the open end behind the goal. Then just before kick off the police led them round onto the side terrace and moved us across to the right of the long terrace separated by railings down the terrace. What was most impressive was the mass of Burnley slowly coming towards us and singing the song we adopted and still sing! "Burnley boys we are here whoa oh". First time I'd heard it and it was fkin loud under the roof and menacing, sung much slower than us now days, they slowly came forwards and upwards in numbers like a slow march all across the width of the terrace. We took our place and they took theirs with the dividing railings between us. This was obviously what happened at their home games and the Burnley lads were well practiced at it. Throughout the match there was chanting at each other and a few missiles thrown but didn't seem too bad. Don't remember too much about the game except we were a bit crap. Afterwards outside both sets of fans walked in the same direction with a wall between us just tall enough not to see each other. Next thing a full house brick hits a bloke near me on the head thrown from over the wall. As he's shouting in pain, the brick goes back over the wall plus a few traffic cones. A cone comes back over at us and hits someone. Police move in and we moved on back to the coaches. I'd got separated and chased by group of lads my age. Managed to get away with just a couple of punches and kicks and escaped by running off and managed to jump back in with a group of our lot still leaving the ground. A mob of ours then started running down a back street of terraced houses and a couple of windows got smashed. I remember a kid getting knicked for it and being dragged back up the road, a woman was on the door step of one of the houses with a broken window shouting at police about who's gonna pay for my window. Made it back to coach pretty stressed out but what a fkin buzz as an 11 year old. From being scared shitless to high elation several times throughout the day. I was running on adrenaline as I left the house that morning and got the bus down to Pond St for the coaches. This was the 1970's when going to away matches was a very dangerous business. Up and down the country the sight of lone fans being set upon by a mob of oppo fans and kicked unconscious was a fairly frequent occurrence. That day at Turf Moor was a million miles from the safety of my place on the white railings at the bottom of the Kop at the Lane. I didn't realise at the time as I was too young but that day was an experience in life that no-one could teach me in a class room. Many more scary away trips were to follow such as Liverpool, Birmingham, Boro, Man Utd, Arsenal etc. The excitement and fear was exhilarating and I was addicted. Many of the home games had their fair share of bother with some large away followings at the Lane, Leeds, City, Newcastle, Stoke etc. Even when there were smaller away followings such as West Ham & Chelsea there was always something happening. As time went on I realised that Burnley away was just handbags compared with where I ended up and what followed. As well as Blades games I also went to non-Blades games involving some away matches for Leeds, Man Utd and Newcastle which, for an eleven/twelve year old, were a whole new ball game with the size of the followings and so many fans without any fear of authority and hell bent on smashing everything in sight. Back then some scientists said the lead in the petrol fumes was making young men violent! God only knows what was going on but they were pretty rough days.

 

[Maurice Maurice]

I remember that game. About 16 of us went down Firth Park and nicked some tools and stuff from the hardware shop. Hammers, plaster scrapers, boxes of U shaped nails and elastic bands to shoot them at their lot. We got picked up in one of the older lads brothers Transit van, him and his Mrs were going shopping in Manchester but stopped off on the way so we could nick some beer from a little shop in the middle of nowhere then drop us off in Burnley. Then the fun begun.

We went to the bus station and laid into a load of theirs getting off buses and felt like ten ton as 14 year olds getting a result against some big, gruff bastards. Had a few scraps on the way to the ground, chased a lad up the road and stabbed the fucker in the back with my scraper but he never flinched and made his escape. One of the big lads lobbed a chair through a house window, fucking destroyed a Burnley lad who got brave then the coppers stuck us in the ground. One of ours stood on the wall above the turnstiles pissing on the Burnley boys queuing to get in and the cops got him and made him stand in the queue with them. He pulled his coat collar up to disguise himself but we were hanging over the wall taking the piss and he was lucky to get in unscathed.

The game started, we were shooting nails at them, they were slinging slates at us and a few of ours got nicked. After the game, we got fucking leathered. Hanging about waiting for our lift all the big lads had been locked up, the coppers were slapping the fuck out of us and the van rolled up just as a good 200 fucking gorillas were within kicking distance.

Great day out, I edited some serious shit out but that was football 70's style. Give me those days again compared to the plastic, sanitized bollocks that's the game now anytime and I'd take it.