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As most of you will probably already have twigged, the dates for this season are in sync with our 1990 season, with the last game scheduled for 5th May. So I had in mind doing an 'on the day' style update which despite my chronic lazyness I'm going to try and update until the end of the season. Most of this will be from memory so Darren should have a field day with errors!

Hopefully you’ve all got your own memories to add in from this ultimately glorious season.

I'm going to start off with...

Stoke (A) - 31st March

We'd been going through a bit of a dodgy spell, but we'd been fantastic on plastic the previous Tuesday at Oldham so 4,000 Blades were in good mood on a sunny and warm day in Stoke. I remember thinking that it must have been a fancy dress day in Staffordshire as the locals were all dressed as tramps.

The game itself wasn’t up to much, Stoke were crap but we weren’t much better until Tony Agana made a subs appearance on his comeback from injury and scored a cracking diving header for the winner. Not that Alan Ball, the Stoke manager thought so as he squeaked in the press that it was a fluke. Now it’s not generally the done thing to speak ill of the dead, but that fella was a twat.

After the game was a bit hairy with the usual friendly Stoke send off, and we found our car in the streets around the Victoria Ground but not before being accosted by a number of their ‘boys’. Luckily we’d just got some fish and chips so they soon worked out we weren’t the BBC and went on their way without panelling us.

Oh, and the Pigs got stuffed at home. Lovely!

Sunderland (H) – 3rd April

The Mackems were in the play off area – and finished off going up with us despite losing their play off final – but when Deano scored less than a minute in it all looked rosy. But I remember this game mainly for Paul Bracewell running the show, and although we gifted at least one goal they were good value for the 3-1 win.

We’d had a bit of a wobble a few games back, getting hammered at West Ham and then losing at home to Barnsley in the last minute, but after Oldham and Stoke we looked to be back on track. But this was another setback, followed closely by…

Portsmouth (A) – 7th April

I wasn’t allowed to go to this once as I was 15 at the time, but I remember listening to Radio Sheffield for the updates which got worse and worse as we went 3-0 down. Back then, I think the deal was you could only get an update report every 15 minutes with Bob Jackson updating you if there was a goal.

We did manage to get 2 goals back, and as Bob played his military march I remember willing him to interrupt with the good news of an equaliser. Sadly it never came and the wobble had turned into fully fledged stumble as Newcastle had caught us up.

In other news that day, Mrs Stancliffe transformed a pensioner from sweet old lady to streetwalker in but a few shakes of a makeup brush.

To be continued…
 



Cracking stuff Gaz.

I remember that Sunderland home match really well, we got hammered that night, and one of the many times in that era that Marco Gabbiadini had a field day against us.
 
As most of you will probably already have twigged, the dates for this season are in sync with our 1990 season, with the last game scheduled for 5th May. So I had in mind doing an 'on the day' style update which despite my chronic lazyness I'm going to try and update until the end of the season. Most of this will be from memory so Darren should have a field day with errors!

Hopefully you’ve all got your own memories to add in from this ultimately glorious season.

I'm going to start off with...

Stoke (A) - 31st March

We'd been going through a bit of a dodgy spell, but we'd been fantastic on plastic the previous Tuesday at Oldham so 4,000 Blades were in good mood on a sunny and warm day in Stoke. I remember thinking that it must have been a fancy dress day in Staffordshire as the locals were all dressed as tramps.

The game itself wasn’t up to much, Stoke were crap but we weren’t much better until Tony Agana made a subs appearance on his comeback from injury and scored a cracking diving header for the winner. Not that Alan Ball, the Stoke manager thought so as he squeaked in the press that it was a fluke. Now it’s not generally the done thing to speak ill of the dead, but that fella was a twat.

After the game was a bit hairy with the usual friendly Stoke send off, and we found our car in the streets around the Victoria Ground but not before being accosted by a number of their ‘boys’. Luckily we’d just got some fish and chips so they soon worked out we weren’t the BBC and went on their way without panelling us.

Oh, and the Pigs got stuffed at home. Lovely!

Sunderland (H) – 3rd April

The Mackems were in the play off area – and finished off going up with us despite losing their play off final – but when Deano scored less than a minute in it all looked rosy. But I remember this game mainly for Paul Bracewell running the show, and although we gifted at least one goal they were good value for the 3-1 win.

We’d had a bit of a wobble a few games back, getting hammered at West Ham and then losing at home to Barnsley in the last minute, but after Oldham and Stoke we looked to be back on track. But this was another setback, followed closely by…

Portsmouth (A) – 7th April

I wasn’t allowed to go to this once as I was 15 at the time, but I remember listening to Radio Sheffield for the updates which got worse and worse as we went 3-0 down. Back then, I think the deal was you could only get an update report every 15 minutes with Bob Jackson updating you if there was a goal.

We did manage to get 2 goals back, and as Bob played his military march I remember willing him to interrupt with the good news of an equaliser. Sadly it never came and the wobble had turned into fully fledged stumble as Newcastle had caught us up.

In other news that day, Mrs Stancliffe transformed a pensioner from sweet old lady to streetwalker in but a few shakes of a makeup brush.

To be continued…

Oh Yes United United the Documentary on BBC 2. What a great programme that was. Compulsive viewing in the wilds of Tomintoul I can assure you!
 
As most of you will probably already have twigged, the dates for this season are in sync with our 1990 season, with the last game scheduled for 5th May. So I had in mind doing an 'on the day' style update which despite my chronic lazyness I'm going to try and update until the end of the season. Most of this will be from memory so Darren should have a field day with errors!

Hopefully you’ve all got your own memories to add in from this ultimately glorious season.

I'm going to start off with...

Stoke (A) - 31st March

We'd been going through a bit of a dodgy spell, but we'd been fantastic on plastic the previous Tuesday at Oldham so 4,000 Blades were in good mood on a sunny and warm day in Stoke. I remember thinking that it must have been a fancy dress day in Staffordshire as the locals were all dressed as tramps.

The game itself wasn’t up to much, Stoke were crap but we weren’t much better until Tony Agana made a subs appearance on his comeback from injury and scored a cracking diving header for the winner. Not that Alan Ball, the Stoke manager thought so as he squeaked in the press that it was a fluke. Now it’s not generally the done thing to speak ill of the dead, but that fella was a twat.

After the game was a bit hairy with the usual friendly Stoke send off, and we found our car in the streets around the Victoria Ground but not before being accosted by a number of their ‘boys’. Luckily we’d just got some fish and chips so they soon worked out we weren’t the BBC and went on their way without panelling us.

Oh, and the Pigs got stuffed at home. Lovely!

Sunderland (H) – 3rd April

The Mackems were in the play off area – and finished off going up with us despite losing their play off final – but when Deano scored less than a minute in it all looked rosy. But I remember this game mainly for Paul Bracewell running the show, and although we gifted at least one goal they were good value for the 3-1 win.

We’d had a bit of a wobble a few games back, getting hammered at West Ham and then losing at home to Barnsley in the last minute, but after Oldham and Stoke we looked to be back on track. But this was another setback, followed closely by…

Portsmouth (A) – 7th April

I wasn’t allowed to go to this once as I was 15 at the time, but I remember listening to Radio Sheffield for the updates which got worse and worse as we went 3-0 down. Back then, I think the deal was you could only get an update report every 15 minutes with Bob Jackson updating you if there was a goal.

We did manage to get 2 goals back, and as Bob played his military march I remember willing him to interrupt with the good news of an equaliser. Sadly it never came and the wobble had turned into fully fledged stumble as Newcastle had caught us up.

In other news that day, Mrs Stancliffe transformed a pensioner from sweet old lady to streetwalker in but a few shakes of a makeup brush.

To be continued…

It was Deano that scored at Stoke from an Agana cross
 
Stoke (A) - 31st March

We'd been going through a bit of a dodgy spell, but we'd been fantastic on plastic the previous Tuesday at Oldham so 4,000 Blades were in good mood on a sunny and warm day in Stoke. I remember thinking that it must have been a fancy dress day in Staffordshire as the locals were all dressed as tramps.

The game itself wasn’t up to much, Stoke were crap but we weren’t much better until Tony Agana made a subs appearance on his comeback from injury and scored a cracking diving header for the winner. Not that Alan Ball, the Stoke manager thought so as he squeaked in the press that it was a fluke. Now it’s not generally the done thing to speak ill of the dead, but that fella was a twat.

After the game was a bit hairy with the usual friendly Stoke send off, and we found our car in the streets around the Victoria Ground but not before being accosted by a number of their ‘boys’. Luckily we’d just got some fish and chips so they soon worked out we weren’t the BBC and went on their way without panelling us.

Oh, and the Pigs got stuffed at home. Lovely!

Dressed as tramps? Cheeky barsteward.......I remember that for me, it was trainers, Levis, a very fetching pink and white striped short sleeved shirt and a green sweatshirt slung across the shoulders, Italian style, as it was a warm day.That kind of fashion statement was not common in the Potteries in the late eighties and subconsciusly, I must have been trying to set myself apart from the locals.

Alan Ball reckoned the ball went in off Deano's shoulder, when the replya clearly showed it was a clean header.

Leeds lost that day as well as I recall?
 
if you go and walk round nottingham youll get to see what he means , they are the countries leading living museum to the seventies, everyone wears authentic seventies clothing, its where they filmed Life on Mars and no one needed costumes
 
"...as the locals were all dressed as tramps." is what he said Trigs, or did you live down there in those days?

;)

Yes, BOS, since the mid eighties, just outside Stoke, oddly enough and no prospect of early release.
I've enjoyed more than twenty years of footballing superioroity over the clayheads, but it's not been great in the last four years.

They still dressly mainly like tramps, at least the upmarket ones :-)
 
Dressed as tramps? Cheeky barsteward.......

Thought that would smoke you out, Nigel!


It was Deano that scored at Stoke from an Agana cross

You are of course right, funny how the memory plays tricks... as soon as I read your reply I immediately remembered.

Anyway, to continue with 1990...

Watford (H) – 10th April

We were at the point in the season where what was a wobble had turned into a fully fledged stumble. We were being written off left, right and centre as the media experts believed that normally would prevail and the big names of L***s and Newcastle would skip by us and roar their way back to Division 1. And had their been forums such as this back then, no doubt there would have been agreement that we were indeed buggered and United were going to let us down again. A lot of the heat would have been coming Reg Brealey's way however, with his decision to try and sell up while the going was good. But as we know, flogging the family silver to a (soon-to-be) cross gender Iraqi can be seen as somewhat de-stabilising.

For the team, who no-one expected to be challenging for promotion to begin with, they had lost a lot of their early season form and a lot of games in early 1990 were a struggle. So when Watford scored early in this game - about three minutes in, so a tenuous parallel with the game at Rochdale in the week - grumbles were quick to surface and most of the first half was as poor as I saw them that season. But they were battlers, and once we'd got an equaliser just before the break from a scramble the mood lifted and we seemed destined to win the game.

That we did was in part due to Bramall Lane's pitch. If you think it's crap now, it was dreadful then but it did help us twice in this season. First, when in a game against WBA I think it was Don Goodman who lifted one over Tracey and from nowhere the pitch turned into a trampoline, launching the ball over the ball to safety. And in this game, we had the Tony Coton Bobble. I think we were already 2-1 up by this stage, but Deano hit a pea roller of a shot that was easy for Coton to save. That is, until said bobble sent the ball over his shoulder and in. From there, Watford were gone and we ended up 4-1 winners.

Oxford - 14th April (H)


From their days getting promoted with us '84 and then onto Division 1 and the Milk Cup, Oxford were now on the slide and were I think deep in relegation trouble (scratch that, had a nosey on statto.com and they were mid-table) at the time so we were expected to beat them. But although we did, it wasn't without another chunk of luck along the way.

After a nervy first half, we took the lead early in the second from a diving header from Bob Booker, whose transformation from garbage clogger to United legend was well under way. And then we sat back expecting the 1-0 to be enough, and as per the norm it wasn't as Oxford broke our offside trap and equalised with about 10 to play. With a new urgency we piled forward and from a flick on after a throw an Oxford player who was trying to clear the danger only managed to loop a header over his nonplussed keeper for a late winner.

This win left us in good stead ahead of the top of the table clash at Bellend Road on the Easter Monday...

1990-04-14
 
That probably somewhat explains why I had Bryson imprinted in my (sometimes unreliable!) memory banks.
 



This win left us in good stead ahead of the top of the table clash at Bellend Road on the Easter Monday...
1990-04-14

Which was...unbelievable. We only got about 1200 tickets - part of the gamemanship (or cheating) that Leeds have been famous for since the Revie years. Stuck in a corner, penned in behind barriers and surrounded by baying Leeds fans, a helicopter overhead (first time I'd seen one at a footie match), their fans unfurled a huge white/blue/gold banner and passed it over their heads (again, a first). The atmosphere was as hostile as any I'd come across - before or since. There were some Blades apart from us in that corner, but were (rightly) keeping well quiet. The stand to the right of us (Lowfield Road? Anyway, the side where that huge, three-tier and mostly empty stand is now) was where John Gannon's girlfriend got glassed.

Even during the warm-up, Simon Tracey was practicing long punts downfield, the Leeds players were refusing to return them and we eventually ran out of balls to warm up with! It began to drizzle, a Leeds fan chucked a bag of sugar into us, everywhere - in hair, clothes. Utter misery.

We lost 4-0 which was inevitable in an atmosphere like that. I remember that little cunt Strachan milking it and 'The Only Way Is Up' playing. A very wary exit, past the cameras filming for the 'United' documentary, and a long, long drive back.

Regardless of the result (guess what? It was shown endlessly on Look North!), I've hated Leeds since the 70s. They haven't changed one bit since then. Cunts, the lot of 'em.
 
Think Billy Tightshirt scored at least 1, might've been 2 in that Watford game.

I think he'd struggle to make a career at that level these days...
 

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