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I went to this Wendy game v Man U in Div 2.



I looked it up on youtube because I remember, rightly, that Man U fans took the kop.
They walked across the pitch before the game and moved wendy off their own kop.

Around 30secs when Man U score. The kop celebrates.

At around 1min 18, you can clearly see a Man U flag at the other end.
Later, at 5min15 you can see Man U fans celebrate at the Leppings Lane end.

Have we ever suffered such an embarrassment?
I can't imagine we have.
Or have we done it at other grounds.
Please tell me that we would never be such Wendy pushovers.
 



That was Boxing Day 1974.

2 days later, on 28 December, Wednesday won 1-0 at Southampton.

That was their last win of the season. They drew 3 and lost 16 of their last 19 games. They only scored 4 more goals all season, and managed 3 wins in the year 1975.

Good times.
 
Revolution said:
That was Boxing Day 1974.

2 days later, on 28 December, Wednesday won 1-0 at Southampton.

That was their last win of the season. They drew 3 and lost 16 of their last 19 games. They only scored 4 more goals all season, and managed 3 wins in the year 1975.

Good times.
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Still shit
 
In the 70s, United were at home to Man. U. The match was sponsored by Makro and I'd forsaken my usual spot near the back of the kop, left hand (Cherry St.) side as I'd blagged a sponsors invite. We were in the unparalled luxury of the John Street 'directors suite'. (I won't come over all 'Monty Python' here, but that all-wooden stand had to be seen to be believed - underneath was a warren of narrow passageways and a fire disaster in the making -especially considering most people smoked back then).

Anyway, I digress! At about 2 O'Clock and beginning to feel suitably refreshed (the amount of free booze was incredible), me and a mate decided to climb the rickety stairs to soak up the pre-match atmosphere. Amazingly, a full hour before KO, the kop was packed. It had been 'taken' by Man. U. As the hard-core Blades began arriving, sporadic fighting broke out all over the kop. Most of the 'aggro' seemed to be near my normal roost - a place I always occupied with my dad. I thought 'I hope to fuck he hasn't been dumb enough to take up his usual position'.

Back home and a full two hours after the match, my dad finally appeared. He always wore a collar and tie to the games (quiet at the back, young 'uns!') His shirt was ripped. His tie was halfway down his neck.

'You never went in our usual place did you, dad?' Said I.

'Bloody did! I've faced far worse in North Africa than them buggers!' He replied. :)
 
grafikhaus said:
In the 70s, United were at home to Man. U. The match was sponsored by Makro and I'd forsaken my usual spot near the back of the kop, left hand (Cherry St.) side as I'd blagged a sponsors invite. We were in the unparalled luxury of the John Street 'directors suite'. (I won't come over all 'Monty Python' here, but that all-wooden stand had to be seen to be believed - underneath was a warren of narrow passageways and a fire disaster in the making -especially considering most people smoked back then).

Anyway, I digress! At about 2 O'Clock and beginning to feel suitably refreshed (the amount of free booze was incredible), me and a mate decided to climb the rickety stairs to soak up the pre-match atmosphere. Amazingly, a full hour before KO, the kop was packed. It had been 'taken' by Man. U. As the hard-core Blades began arriving, sporadic fighting broke out all over the kop. Most of the 'aggro' seemed to be near my normal roost - a place I always occupied with my dad. I thought 'I hope to fuck he hasn't been dumb enough to take up his usual position'.

Back home and a full two hours after the match, my dad finally appeared. He always wore a collar and tie to the games (quiet at the back, young 'uns!') His shirt was ripped. His tie was halfway down his neck.

'You never went in our usual place did you, dad?' Said I.

'Bloody did! I've faced far worse in North Africa than them buggers!' He replied. :)
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A lot thought they could take the Shoreham
Until the cavalry arrived
 
grafikhaus said:
In the 70s, United were at home to Man. U. The match was sponsored by Makro and I'd forsaken my usual spot near the back of the kop, left hand (Cherry St.) side as I'd blagged a sponsors invite. We were in the unparalled luxury of the John Street 'directors suite'. (I won't come over all 'Monty Python' here, but that all-wooden stand had to be seen to be believed - underneath was a warren of narrow passageways and a fire disaster in the making -especially considering most people smoked back then).

Anyway, I digress! At about 2 O'Clock and beginning to feel suitably refreshed (the amount of free booze was incredible), me and a mate decided to climb the rickety stairs to soak up the pre-match atmosphere. Amazingly, a full hour before KO, the kop was packed. It had been 'taken' by Man. U. As the hard-core Blades began arriving, sporadic fighting broke out all over the kop. Most of the 'aggro' seemed to be near my normal roost - a place I always occupied with my dad. I thought 'I hope to fuck he hasn't been dumb enough to take up his usual position'.

Back home and a full two hours after the match, my dad finally appeared. He always wore a collar and tie to the games (quiet at the back, young 'uns!') His shirt was ripped. His tie was halfway down his neck.

'You never went in our usual place did you, dad?' Said I.

'Bloody did! I've faced far worse in North Africa than them buggers!' He replied. :)
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I remember that game well. Me and my mate Joey often went to games together (we'd be ~14 at the time) and this day went onto the Kop and stood next to this crowd with their red and white scarfs. Suddenly reality hit home when I noticed that some of the scarfs (tied to wrists as you did back then!) had MUFC or such on them!
I nudged Joey and we slipped away along the Kop.
Not long after all hell broke lose and I ended up getting hit on the head by a brick that had been thrown and getting carried out. I can remember it to this day as it was like slow motion and I could see the missile heading towards me right up to impact! Happy days :rolleyes:
 
I'd completely forgotten about the days when you could switch ends at halftime.
Thanks for the reminder.
The sudden emergence of aggro put an end to it all.
 



grafikhaus said:
In the 70s, United were at home to Man. U. The match was sponsored by Makro and I'd forsaken my usual spot near the back of the kop, left hand (Cherry St.) side as I'd blagged a sponsors invite. We were in the unparalled luxury of the John Street 'directors suite'. (I won't come over all 'Monty Python' here, but that all-wooden stand had to be seen to be believed - underneath was a warren of narrow passageways and a fire disaster in the making -especially considering most people smoked back then).

Anyway, I digress! At about 2 O'Clock and beginning to feel suitably refreshed (the amount of free booze was incredible), me and a mate decided to climb the rickety stairs to soak up the pre-match atmosphere. Amazingly, a full hour before KO, the kop was packed. It had been 'taken' by Man. U. As the hard-core Blades began arriving, sporadic fighting broke out all over the kop. Most of the 'aggro' seemed to be near my normal roost - a place I always occupied with my dad. I thought 'I hope to fuck he hasn't been dumb enough to take up his usual position'.

Back home and a full two hours after the match, my dad finally appeared. He always wore a collar and tie to the games (quiet at the back, young 'uns!') His shirt was ripped. His tie was halfway down his neck.

'You never went in our usual place did you, dad?' Said I.

'Bloody did! I've faced far worse in North Africa than them buggers!' He replied. :)
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Pittsburg Blade said:
I'd completely forgotten about the days when you could switch ends at halftime.
Thanks for the reminder.
The sudden emergence of aggro put an end to it all.
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You still can. I watch Altrincham FC (Conference) when I can and we often change ends at half time. It usually depends on the number of away fans and if there is any know rivalry (e.g. Macclesfield Town and Stockport are no change). It's good to be able to watch the match from both ends.
 
Lane Ender said:
Total disaster that season some garbage in that line up Bradford,Field, Ludlam, Johnstone, Eddy, Garner never Division 1 players
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Did ever a team go from almost League Champions to complete bobbins in such a short period of time? Just down the line from that team, from having the marvellous Geoff Salmons on the left, we finished up with the world-beater pictured <--------------- :eek: (I know he's one of your all-time heroes Ender :) )
 
SouthEssexBlade said:
Did ever a team go from almost League Champions to complete bobbins in such a short period of time? Just down the line from that team, from having the marvellous Geoff Salmons on the left, we finished up with the world-beater pictured <--------------- :eek: (I know he's one of your all-time heroes Ender :) )
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Man City won the league in 1937 but got relegation in the following season
 
Pittsburg Blade said:
I'd completely forgotten about the days when you could switch ends at halftime.
Thanks for the reminder.
The sudden emergence of aggro put an end to it all.
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Not straight away, though. In the old cricket pitch days we were at home to Wolves. Their fans, displaying an appreciation of haute couture still very much to the fore in the Black Country today, were all dressed identically. Skinhead haircuts, crombie (with gold, 'satin' hankie sticking out of breast pocket), ludicrously-short drainpipe jeans and dockers. They looked right cunts!

They spent the first half at the BL end but, at half time decided to walk en masse round to the kop. This was just a pathetic show of bravado. A couple of coppers would have stopped them, they would have trooped back and returned to the aptly-named Black Country with tales of 'We would have took their kop, but the coppers stopped us!'

What still occurs to me is the sight of around 300 identically (and ridiculously) dressed morons all walking round the pavilion side with the demeanour of walking Frankensteins. Rather reminded me of a Lowry painting. :D

LS-Lowrys-Returning-from--001.jpg
 
Silent Blade said:
To be honest Bill Dearden was "over the hill" in 1975. Guthrie wasnt the right replacement
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Yes he was but we replaced on the cheap but I think we only paid peanuts for Billy.
Nowt changes( thanks for The Beard Mr Mcabe and co though)
 



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