At least promotion is assured for one of us

All advertisments are hidden for logged in members, why not log in/register?

Really sorry for your loss fella, but who says your dad won't be there to see us lift the trophy this year pal!, he might not be there in body, but he'll definitely be there in in your heart, infact he'll be with everyday until you meet again!!
I know from losing my little brother 10yrs ago now, that the pain will visit every now and then, but just think the good thoughts, think about the good times, and think about what he'd say if he saw you sat crying!! Time heels, football helps, friends and family love and support, but we never forget, we never stop loving, and although we come and go, we're always blades and we're all UNITED!!!!
COYRAWW!!!
 



One of the last things I said to my dad was, "Are we going to do it then dad?"
"Of course we are son" he replied, "There's no way we are not going up this season, and as champions"
Just a few hours later, I got the dreaded call.

Dad had a massive stroke on Monday morning and although I managed to get home to see him before he died yesterday, I could only hope that he could hear me.
Thankfully, he went peacefully in his sleep, but gutted that he didn't make it to see his beloved Blades lift the trophy as he was so convinced we would.
At least he died 'knowing' for himself that we were going up as champions, and regardless of the final table, no-one can ever take that away from him now.

I love you dad.
I'm going to miss being with you when it matters.
I'm going to miss your flasks of milky coffee and smuggled in miniatures of whisky for half time.
I'm even going to miss you asking me who'd scored every time because you couldn't remember who the f**k was who most of the time!

I know life is more than just football, but supporting the Blades together with him and the rest of my 20 odd thousand second 'family' (that's you lot by the way!) was a big part of our life and formed a part of almost every phone call we shared.
So forgive me for feeling the need to post this, but I just wanted to say something that might make me feel a bit better about the fact that he's suddenly gone from my life.

I'm going to miss him so much, but time, as they say, is a great healer and I am looking forward to enjoying 'that feeling' when we finally get over the line.
Thanks dad for introducing me to the greatest football club in the world and for being the kind, generous, funny and most genuine bloke I know.

Bye for now dad, I'll see you when I get there x
God bless you old friend and God bless your Dad and your family. Your Dad will be looking down on you tonight with pride, your post says all there is to know about you both.

UTB.
 
Very sad pal, condolences to you and yours.

Your old man had got it spot on. This time it's happening. And when it does all those wonderful memories of your dad will come flooding back forever.

Lovely memories. That's what helps to heal. Sounds like you've got loads of them. Feast on them. Enjoy them. Your dad brought you up the right way and you'll never forget that.

UTB!
 
Yea I you feel for you mate just home after celebrating my 60th family and friends at my do.
But the only one missing was my dad my mentor my friend so I really know how you are at the moment
Thanks dad miss you forever.
 
So very sorry for your loss. Not only part of your family but part of the Blades family...sing loud and proud for your Dad when we lift that trophy....Chris Wilder and the boys will make it happen. God bless.
 
Deepest heartfelt condolences GCB.

There was no need to apologise for writing what you did as I would rather thank you for sharing some of your innermost feelings with us, your extended blades family. Your Dad sounds as though he was more than a Dad, but also a really good friend, who you shared a common passion with which is, of course, the Blades. Not everyone reaches that eutopia with their Dad, for what ever reason. You will miss him, that is a given. It will hurt, that is a given. However, every time something wonderful happens, particularly at the Lane, all those emotions of Love, pride, elation and sharing will come flooding back so that you and your Dad can share them together once again.

There is a saying "Blade til I die". I have to say that after reading your eulogy to your Dad, I KNOW it will last longer than that!

With a tear in my eye and a lump in my throat, thank you once again, for allowing us to share this with you.

RIP Blade forever.
 
So forgive me for feeling the need to post this, but I just wanted to say something that might make me feel a bit better about the fact that he's suddenly gone from my life.

No need for any forgiveness and I only help the post was cathartic for you.

RIP GCB's dad and please accept my best wishes to you and your family.
 
One of the last things I said to my dad was, "Are we going to do it then dad?"
"Of course we are son" he replied, "There's no way we are not going up this season, and as champions"
Just a few hours later, I got the dreaded call.

Dad had a massive stroke on Monday morning and although I managed to get home to see him before he died yesterday, I could only hope that he could hear me.
Thankfully, he went peacefully in his sleep, but gutted that he didn't make it to see his beloved Blades lift the trophy as he was so convinced we would.
At least he died 'knowing' for himself that we were going up as champions, and regardless of the final table, no-one can ever take that away from him now.

I love you dad.
I'm going to miss being with you when it matters.
I'm going to miss your flasks of milky coffee and smuggled in miniatures of whisky for half time.
I'm even going to miss you asking me who'd scored every time because you couldn't remember who the f**k was who most of the time!

I know life is more than just football, but supporting the Blades together with him and the rest of my 20 odd thousand second 'family' (that's you lot by the way!) was a big part of our life and formed a part of almost every phone call we shared.
So forgive me for feeling the need to post this, but I just wanted to say something that might make me feel a bit better about the fact that he's suddenly gone from my life.

I'm going to miss him so much, but time, as they say, is a great healer and I am looking forward to enjoying 'that feeling' when we finally get over the line.
Thanks dad for introducing me to the greatest football club in the world and for being the kind, generous, funny and most genuine bloke I know.

Bye for now dad, I'll see you when I get there x
Sorry to hear this dreadful news GCB .
You said he couldn't recall who everyone was most of the time.
I have had the same since the Clough and Adkins piss takes....masses of mediocrity.
All I can say is enjoy the trophy presentation and the parade.I will think of you as I stand celebrating at both events.
 



Like so many, your post brought a tear to my eye too.

Loved the bit about him always asking you who the scorer was. The next time my Dad mentions that we're bound to win/lose/draw because of 'The Law of Averages', I'll make a point of not being annoyed by it and think of you and yours instead.
 
So sorry to hear of your loss GCB, got the bottom lip wobbling reading that. The blades will do it this year for him. My sincerest condolences to you & your family mate. RIP Blade.
 
One of the last things I said to my dad was, "Are we going to do it then dad?"
"Of course we are son" he replied, "There's no way we are not going up this season, and as champions"
Just a few hours later, I got the dreaded call.

Dad had a massive stroke on Monday morning and although I managed to get home to see him before he died yesterday, I could only hope that he could hear me.
Thankfully, he went peacefully in his sleep, but gutted that he didn't make it to see his beloved Blades lift the trophy as he was so convinced we would.
At least he died 'knowing' for himself that we were going up as champions, and regardless of the final table, no-one can ever take that away from him now.

I love you dad.
I'm going to miss being with you when it matters.
I'm going to miss your flasks of milky coffee and smuggled in miniatures of whisky for half time.
I'm even going to miss you asking me who'd scored every time because you couldn't remember who the f**k was who most of the time!

I know life is more than just football, but supporting the Blades together with him and the rest of my 20 odd thousand second 'family' (that's you lot by the way!) was a big part of our life and formed a part of almost every phone call we shared.
So forgive me for feeling the need to post this, but I just wanted to say something that might make me feel a bit better about the fact that he's suddenly gone from my life.

I'm going to miss him so much, but time, as they say, is a great healer and I am looking forward to enjoying 'that feeling' when we finally get over the line.
Thanks dad for introducing me to the greatest football club in the world and for being the kind, generous, funny and most genuine bloke I know.

Bye for now dad, I'll see you when I get there x
Just seen this.
Was at a KES reunion in Sheffield yesterday and one of our number died a couple of weeks ago (also a Blade but a big egg chaser).
Was looking forward to seeing him agai for the first time in 34 years. Alas, that was not to be.

I go to most of my games with Ken Jnr and even through these last 6 years (well the previous 4 at least) the football was a side show to the match day experience, shared.

It's a special thing. The family bond with the club you both support. The highs and lows are the scenery to the actual event. The pre and post match beers, the discussion about the team selection, the endless permutations of the league table, the special circumstance of a classic Sheffield double.

I feel for you, Greasy, it's a circle of life but it's no less painful when it happens. Rejoice in the time spent. Be proud of the shared experiences, and when you sing, sing loud and proud for your Dad - cos he'll be singing loud and proud with you and smiling back on this final season he will have enjoyed

UTB
 
So sorry for your loss. I became a Blade through my dad although my mum's brothers were Wendy. I went to matches with him between 1970 and 1999 (his last match was the 3-1 home win against Palace in Sept 1999 which was a few months before Lmaobob 's first match). I still miss him and have often wondered what would he have thought of McCabe, Neil Warnock (I feel we would have had different views), Bryan Robson,the two Nigels but am sure he would have loved Chris Wilder!
 
One of the last things I said to my dad was, "Are we going to do it then dad?"
"Of course we are son" he replied, "There's no way we are not going up this season, and as champions"
Just a few hours later, I got the dreaded call.

Dad had a massive stroke on Monday morning and although I managed to get home to see him before he died yesterday, I could only hope that he could hear me.
Thankfully, he went peacefully in his sleep, but gutted that he didn't make it to see his beloved Blades lift the trophy as he was so convinced we would.
At least he died 'knowing' for himself that we were going up as champions, and regardless of the final table, no-one can ever take that away from him now.

I love you dad.
I'm going to miss being with you when it matters.
I'm going to miss your flasks of milky coffee and smuggled in miniatures of whisky for half time.
I'm even going to miss you asking me who'd scored every time because you couldn't remember who the f**k was who most of the time!

I know life is more than just football, but supporting the Blades together with him and the rest of my 20 odd thousand second 'family' (that's you lot by the way!) was a big part of our life and formed a part of almost every phone call we shared.
So forgive me for feeling the need to post this, but I just wanted to say something that might make me feel a bit better about the fact that he's suddenly gone from my life.

I'm going to miss him so much, but time, as they say, is a great healer and I am looking forward to enjoying 'that feeling' when we finally get over the line.
Thanks dad for introducing me to the greatest football club in the world and for being the kind, generous, funny and most genuine bloke I know.

Bye for now dad, I'll see you when I get there x
Lovely words.
Holding back the tears.
We'll do it for your dad.
Utb.
 
GreasyChipBeattie me old pal, I am very sorry to hear of your loss. I lost my Grandad a year ago last week (date of Millwall match) and as raw and incomprehensible as it understandably feels right now, in time you will take comfort from your many shared memories, when you are ready. Let's hope the lads do it now, for the ones we love! Up the Blades pal.
 
Like you say time is a great healer, and I can say it truly his.my old fellas season ticket expired some time now ,but every time I go in the golden lion I expect to see him sat there like he was every Saturday with a pint of stones and beef dripping sandwich.i think that's why I still go in there out respect.
Its going to be a tough I won't lie to you but you will get through and you have thousands of blades on here to get you through the dark days..all the best.
 
One of the last things I said to my dad was, "Are we going to do it then dad?"
"Of course we are son" he replied, "There's no way we are not going up this season, and as champions"
Just a few hours later, I got the dreaded call.

Dad had a massive stroke on Monday morning and although I managed to get home to see him before he died yesterday, I could only hope that he could hear me.
Thankfully, he went peacefully in his sleep, but gutted that he didn't make it to see his beloved Blades lift the trophy as he was so convinced we would.
At least he died 'knowing' for himself that we were going up as champions, and regardless of the final table, no-one can ever take that away from him now.

I love you dad.
I'm going to miss being with you when it matters.
I'm going to miss your flasks of milky coffee and smuggled in miniatures of whisky for half time.
I'm even going to miss you asking me who'd scored every time because you couldn't remember who the f**k was who most of the time!

I know life is more than just football, but supporting the Blades together with him and the rest of my 20 odd thousand second 'family' (that's you lot by the way!) was a big part of our life and formed a part of almost every phone call we shared.
So forgive me for feeling the need to post this, but I just wanted to say something that might make me feel a bit better about the fact that he's suddenly gone from my life.

I'm going to miss him so much, but time, as they say, is a great healer and I am looking forward to enjoying 'that feeling' when we finally get over the line.
Thanks dad for introducing me to the greatest football club in the world and for being the kind, generous, funny and most genuine bloke I know.

Bye for now dad, I'll see you when I get there x
Your dad was right.
He will be watching with pride today.

Hope your OK pal.

UTB
 
Enjoy today and celebrate with a warm glow in your heart knowing that whenever you think of the passing of your Dad (with the fondest of thoughts) it will be FOREVER associated with this season. Raise a glass tonight, in his memory.....I will.
RIP blade.
 
I know how you feel GCB, when I lost mum at end of sept 2015, i left for work that morning, before I left she had complained of some pain in her arms but it had dissapeared, so i went to work only to get a phone call at 9 in the morning at work from our lovely carer lady. I rushed straight home called the paramedics and ambulance, I could have gone with her in the ambulance to the NG but drove instead, I walked into A & E and went to to the reception desk, next thing I was taken into a side room and told she had passed away just a couple of minutes before. I hate myself so much for not getting into that ambulance and being with her when I could hear her asking for me...why I decided to go in my car instead I will never know..it hurts so much...I understand how you feel..my deepest sympathies to you and your family..
I always try to remember the happy moments looking after her...makes me smile
Up the Blades
 
I know how you feel GCB, when I lost mum at end of sept 2015, i left for work that morning, before I left she had complained of some pain in her arms but it had dissapeared, so i went to work only to get a phone call at 9 in the morning at work from our lovely carer lady. I rushed straight home called the paramedics and ambulance, I could have gone with her in the ambulance to the NG but drove instead, I walked into A & E and went to to the reception desk, next thing I was taken into a side room and told she had passed away just a couple of minutes before. I hate myself so much for not getting into that ambulance and being with her when I could hear her asking for me...why I decided to go in my car instead I will never know..it hurts so much...I understand how you feel..my deepest sympathies to you and your family..
I always try to remember the happy moments looking after her...makes me smile
Up the Blades

Forgot to add this one of my favorite poems

High Flight
John Gillespie Magee, Jr

Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth,
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds, --and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of --Wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air...
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark or even eagle flew --
And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.
 
Your dad was right.
He will be watching with pride today.

Hope your OK pal.

UTB
Cheers BB,
Feeling much better now thanks (as are my 2 sisters and mum)
It was strange today. Maybe because it was a 'beam back' and not a normal game, I got caught up in the atmosphere rather than him not being with me.
It hit me on the way home though, because he'd normally phone if he hadn't been.
Still, life goes on and today is a day for smiles and happiness.
For any one else who reads this, please know that I was so touched by all the wonderful comments and sense of togetherness that flooded this board during that first day.
There simply aren't enough words to be able to convey just how grateful I was (and still am)
God bless you my Blades family :)
 
Cheers BB,
Feeling much better now thanks (as are my 2 sisters and mum)
It was strange today. Maybe because it was a 'beam back' and not a normal game, I got caught up in the atmosphere rather than him not being with me.
It hit me on the way home though, because he'd normally phone if he hadn't been.
Still, life goes on and today is a day for smiles and happiness.
For any one else who reads this, please know that I was so touched by all the wonderful comments and sense of togetherness that flooded this board during that first day.
There simply aren't enough words to be able to convey just how grateful I was (and still am)
God bless you my Blades family :)
UTB
 



Just seen this.
Was at a KES reunion in Sheffield yesterday and one of our number died a couple of weeks ago (also a Blade but a big egg chaser).
Was looking forward to seeing him agai for the first time in 34 years. Alas, that was not to be.

I go to most of my games with Ken Jnr and even through these last 6 years (well the previous 4 at least) the football was a side show to the match day experience, shared.

It's a special thing. The family bond with the club you both support. The highs and lows are the scenery to the actual event. The pre and post match beers, the discussion about the team selection, the endless permutations of the league table, the special circumstance of a classic Sheffield double.

I feel for you, Greasy, it's a circle of life but it's no less painful when it happens. Rejoice in the time spent. Be proud of the shared experiences, and when you sing, sing loud and proud for your Dad - cos he'll be singing loud and proud with you and smiling back on this final season he will have enjoyed

UTB
You went to King Eddies? I used to.hammer them at cross country in my youth ;)
 

All advertisments are hidden for logged in members, why not log in/register?

All advertisments are hidden for logged in members, why not log in/register?

Back
Top Bottom